Still ain't myself damn a lotta fucked up shit that go down man You even know the half
Man I been in and outta trouble an adolescents Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no present I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they keep me 7 And 8, I'm countin while they movin weight My daddy send me and always tell me come and see him I say aiight but still I like my momma need him They sendin home from school, nobody read mines And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time Then I started rebellin, crack sellin Tha littlest thang on the wit a Mac 11 After school I hear my holla homework I say ma, but look I got my own work interactin wit fiends at the age of 13 Now my momma rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy box damn, why do trouble come to me like this But on the real, it ain't have to be like this (fuck)
Mistakes made on this road to I still ain't forgave Ay, I am today I made myself but I still forgave myself For to the grave getting closer to death I still ain't my self For anyone who ever wondered how I I still ain't forgave
At 14 man, I knew everything I'm slangin slabs, trappin hard, heavy Cain I bought an '85 on some dane-a-danes Now I'm the shit, huh, the blew in 30 days Hardheaded man I ain't listen to I'm getting money so, I'm and I got plenty game Besides why I school, Im'ma be rappin momma If that don't work, then I guess Im'ma be momma But hey I promise Im'ma make it I'm damn good get us out this hood and off these can goods School just a man game, and it's ran good At 16, my introduction to manhood Blue lights me, damn what I'm gonna do Cause I got 2 pounds of and a 3.80 too I everything'll be aiight if I just keep it cool How ya doin officer, 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 know shit When stuck in a place wit freedom I ain't get (Damn!)
Mistakes made on road to wealth I still ain't forgave Ay, what I am I myself but I still ain't forgave myself For runnin to the grave getting closer to I still ain't forgave my For anyone who wondered how I felt I ain't forgave myself
Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was doin 3 In the fed, 1 life, and 2 dead and gone Knew there was to life than sellin blow and chopper bustin But what's the good in knowin' better if I ain't tell 'em I I coulda told Cap not to kill shawty Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em live You'll probably get locked up, and I'll probably a deal shawty Naw, I ain't scared, I'm telling ya like it is shawty Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers Leave that country town alone, needa come back home Bankhead and J-Rue, I just feel if I was wit 'em woulda never got killed that night if I was 'em Seem like I coulda mo', said mo' Why all my partners gotta be or in the fed fo'? All the time, I just wish that could ball wit me Sometimes at night I my eyes, and dream that yall wit me (damn.)
Mistakes made on this to wealth I still forgave myself Ay, what I am I made myself but I ain't forgave myself For runnin to the getting closer to death I ain't forgave my self For who ever wondered how I felt I still forgave myself
And yea they say I cant myself But I still ain't myself Fo the mistakes made on this to wealth I still ain't myself this the chance that you take, when dealt the cards I was dealt But I still ain't myself For anybody who ever wondered how I I still ain't forgave (Ain't Forgave myself)
Yea, for anybody who wondered how I felt Anybody who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, it is 3 16'S of what's in the of T.I.P This song is dedicated to everybody who ain't wit me Cap, you fucked up shawty, but when you get out If I live to see it, its gone be on ya know what I'm sayin And we ain't gotta worry bout goin to shawty we legit now Ya what I'm sayin Cern, Quint, Endae, yall gone get out man And when you do be there shawty always Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I change I get up there, we gone ball again, open the gates shawty let me in We ball. J-Rue man I know money ain't worth a friend shawty I fucked up bad man I still forgave myself My momma, sorry I graduate but Hell we rich now it don't matter. My uncles It matter either yall back hell My Lil' boy (music stops) You not do the same shit I did Or Im'ma yo muthafuckin ass