Luyện nghe bài hát Still Ain't Forgave Myself

Still ain't myself damn
It's a lotta fucked up that go down man
You don't even know the

Man I been in and outta since an adolescents
Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy
I got two uncles, and Man and they keep me straight
7 And 8, I'm money while they movin weight
My daddy me clothes and always tell me come and see him
I say aiight but still I feelin like my momma him
They sendin home from school, nobody read mines
And plus my uncles, doin 10 F.E.D. time
I started rebellin, began crack sellin
Tha thang on the corner wit a Mac 11
school I hear my momma holla homework
I say aiight ma, but I got my own work
interactin wit fiends at the age of 13
Now my findin rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy box
Like damn, why do trouble to me like this
But on the real, it ain't have to be like this (fuck)

Mistakes on this road to wealth
I ain't forgave myself
Ay, I am today
I made myself but I still forgave myself
For runnin to the grave getting closer to
I still forgave my self
For anyone who ever wondered how I
I still ain't forgave

At 14 man, thought I knew
I'm slangin slabs, hard, movin heavy Cain
I an '85 cutlass on some dane-a-danes
Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor in 30 days
Hardheaded man I ain't to anything
I'm getting money so, I'm right and I got game
Besides why I need school, Im'ma be momma
If that don't work, then I guess Im'ma be trappin
But hey I promise Im'ma make it cause I'm damn
Im'ma get us out this hood and off these can
School a white man game, and it's ran good
At 16, my introduction to manhood
lights behind me, damn what I'm gonna do
Cause I got 2 pounds of and a 3.80 too
I guess everything'll be if I just keep it cool
How ya officer, what ya mean why I ain't in school
Can you the car?Yea but, I rather that you didn't
Besides it's just a of yo time cause ain't nutthin in it
(Laugh) I guess that's when I seen, that I ain't shit
When stuck in a wit freedom I ain't gone get (Damn!)

Mistakes on this road to wealth
I still ain't myself
Ay, what I am
I made myself but I still ain't myself
For runnin to the grave closer to death
I still ain't forgave my
For anyone who ever how I felt
I still ain't myself

Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was doin
3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 and gone
Knew there was more to life than blow and chopper bustin
But what's the good in better if I ain't tell 'em nutthin
I knew I coulda told Cap not to kill
Put the gun, get in the car let 'em live shawty
You'll probably get up, and I'll probably have a deal shawty
Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just telling ya like it is
Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers
Leave that country town alone, yall needa come home
and J-Rue, I just feel like if I was wit 'em
They woulda never got killed that if I was 'em
Seem like I coulda done mo', mo'
Why all my gotta be dead or in the fed fo'?
All the time, I just wish yall could ball wit me
Sometimes at night I close my eyes, and dream yall wit me (damn.)

Mistakes on this road to wealth
I still ain't forgave
Ay, what I am
I made myself but I ain't forgave myself
For runnin to the grave getting closer to
I still ain't forgave my
For who ever wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself

And yea they say I cant blame
But I ain't forgave myself
Fo the mistakes on this road to wealth
I still ain't forgave
Guess this the chance that you take, dealt the cards I was dealt
But I still forgave myself
For who ever wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself (Ain't Forgave myself)

Yea, for anybody who ever wondered how I
Anybody who ever wondered what's wit me, here it is
3 16'S of in the heart of T.I.P
This is dedicated to everybody who ain't here wit me
Cap, damn you fucked up shawty, but you get out
If I live to see it, its be on again ya know what I'm sayin
And we ain't gotta worry bout goin to shawty we legit now
Ya know what I'm Cern, Quint, Endae, yall gone get out man
And when you do I'll be there always
Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I cant
When I get up there, we gone ball again, open the gates let me in
We gone ball. J-Rue man I know money ain't worth a shawty
I fucked up bad man I still ain't myself
My momma, sorry I ain't but
we rich now it don't matter. My uncles shit
It don't either yall back
Well hell My boy (music stops)
You not do the same shit I did
Or Im'ma whoop yo ass