Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

Lately I've been going through more bullshit, a bull fighter
So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full
My every thought is pain, strain and stressing me to
Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for

I think I'm ready because this ain't no friend of mine
Only thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary
Y'all should of shot me, in the Jimmy
But I guess was feeling each other, to get head in the bed

Here I am, first born between heaven and hell
I tell my so no to dope but I let it sell
Need to practice my preaching, calling the black
I know I'm on pot before or not, I peddle crack

Ain't got my back, except the laws when they on it
So I be going for broke, demolishing my
Leaving no traces blood on faces, believe that
HK I'ma squeeze that, you won't even want be

I got through so much, so I try to stay up
Because, when I'm sober I can't
Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane

I can't focus, I'm losing my mind real
and fending for the day, I could make some real cash
Dropping album after album, platinum song song
But it's like I ain't did nothing, 'cause the ain't on

How can I win, it's like everything I do is a sin
It got a nigga, to see my end
All of my friends are fake, they come around I'm spending cash
But when I'm they out the do', with wheels spinning fast

Lonely, daily the devil but he on me
Telling my people fuck him, 'cause he be
my homies burning bridges and I don't give a fuck
Remember y'all laughing at me, when I get a buck

It's all gravy baby, I got bigger
I'm trying to over my residence
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 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 I earn is stress
So I, most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

I'm on pretrial now and I can't no weed
if I catch a dirty, I'm facing T I M E
My first time ever sober, it's fucking with my
Got a nigga an attitude, I can't maintain

If you me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly
Living like I'm invincible, one day gonna cost me
When it's to pay up, and I lay up in a grave
me with a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 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 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 me nigga, better get your weapon
You better pray that I'm codeine and I'm tripping
But I let you add up to my problems, I will leave you tripping

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 only thing I is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane