Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

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

I think I'm ready because world ain't no friend of mine
Only I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time
should of shot me, in the Jimmy instead
But I they was feeling each other, to get head in the bed

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

nobody got my back, except the laws when they on it
So I be going for broke, demolishing my
Leaving no traces just blood on faces, that
HK squeeze that, you won't even want be back

I got through so much, so I try to stay up
Because, when I'm sober I maintain
Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is
So I, most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

I focus, I'm losing my mind real fast
Dreaming and 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 lights 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 when I'm cash
But when I'm broke they out the do', with wheels spinning

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

all gravy baby, I got bigger hurdles
I'm trying to jump my residence
And my vehicle, is something I over
And it not be much but it's all I got
So when I paint it, is all I pop

I got so much, so I try to stay 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 days chilling Mary Jane

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

If you me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly
like I'm invincible, one day it's 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 was phony, straight from the motherfucking start
Why couldn't I get a ride, if I have no weed, these motherfuckers
Ain't my people, gotta be strangers up a reverend breed

So I bless the streets, with my
And if you beefing me nigga, better get your weapon
You better pray that I'm codeine and I'm tripping
But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will you tripping

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 thing I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days with Mary Jane