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