Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a fighter So when I say my to God, one verse is like a full choir My every is pain, strain and stressing me to death is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death
I think I'm because this world ain't no friend of mine Only thing I qualify for, is murder and time Y'all should of me, in the Jimmy instead But I guess they was each other, to get head in the bed
Here I am, born torn between heaven and hell I tell my people so no to dope but I let it Need to my preaching, calling the kettle black I know I'm on pot before or not, I gotta peddle
nobody got my back, except the laws when they on it So I be going for broke, my opponents Leaving no traces blood on faces, believe that HK I'ma squeeze that, you even want be back
I got through so much, so I try to stay up Because, I'm sober I can't maintain Even I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, spend most of my days with Mary Jane
I focus, I'm losing my mind real fast Dreaming and fending for the day, I could make some cash Dropping album after album, platinum after song But like I ain't did nothing, 'cause the lights ain't on
How can I win, it's everything I do is a motherfucking sin It got a nigga, to see my end All of my friends are fake, they come around I'm spending cash But I'm broke they out the do', with wheels spinning fast
Lonely, dodging the devil but he on me Telling my fuck him, 'cause he be working Through my homies burning bridges and I don't a fuck Remember y'all laughing at me, I couldn't get a buck
It's all baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm trying to jump my residence And my vehicle, is I dump over And it might not be but it's all I got So when I it, promethium is all I pop
I got through so much, so I try to stay up Because, when I'm I can't maintain Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress So I, spend of my days chilling with Mary Jane
I'm on now and I can't smoke no weed 'Cause if I a dirty, I'm facing T I M E My first ever sober, it's fucking with my brain Got a nigga with an attitude, I can't
If you cross me bring it to you hard, not softly like I'm invincible, one day it's gonna cost me When time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave Bury me with a fifty sack, and a 12 gage
Hey, no love in my 'Cause my homies was phony, straight the motherfucking start Why couldn't I get a ride, if I have no weed, these motherfuckers Ain't my people, they gotta be strangers up a breed
So I bless the streets, with my And if you beefing with me nigga, better get your You better that I'm codeine and I'm just tripping But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will you tripping
I got through so much, so I try to fucked up Because, when I'm sober I maintain Even though I do my best, the only thing I is stress So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane