Still ain't forgave myself It's a lotta fucked up that go down man You don't even the half
Man I been in and trouble since an adolescents rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy present I got two uncles, and Man and they keep me straight 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 letters home school, nobody read mines And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time Then I 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 look I got my own Started interactin wit at the age of 13 Now my momma findin rocks in my socks, in my toy box Like damn, why do trouble come to me like But on the real, it ain't even have to be this (fuck)
Mistakes made on this to wealth I ain't forgave myself Ay, I am today I made myself but I ain't forgave myself For to the grave getting closer to death I ain't forgave my self For who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave
At 14 man, thought I everything I'm slabs, trappin hard, movin heavy Cain I an '85 cutlass on some dane-a-danes Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor blew in 30 Hardheaded man I ain't listen to I'm getting money so, I'm right and I got game Besides why I need school, be rappin momma If that don't work, I guess Im'ma be trappin momma But hey I promise Im'ma make it I'm damn good Im'ma get us out this hood and off these can School just a white man game, and ran good At 16, my introduction to manhood Blue behind me, damn what I'm gonna do Cause I got 2 of weed and a 3.80 too I guess be aiight if I just keep it cool How ya doin officer, what ya mean why I ain't in Can you search the car?Yea but, I that you didn't Besides just a waste of yo time cause ain't nutthin in it (Laugh) I guess that's when I seen, that I ain't know stuck in a place wit freedom I ain't gone get (Damn!)
Mistakes made on road to wealth I still forgave myself Ay, what I am I made but I still ain't forgave myself For runnin to the grave getting 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 I was doin wrong 3 In the fed, 1 life, and 2 dead and gone Knew there was to life than sellin blow and chopper bustin But the good in knowin' better if I ain't tell 'em nutthin I I coulda told Cap not to kill shawty Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em shawty You'll probably get locked up, and I'll probably a deal shawty Naw, I scared, I'm just telling ya like it is shawty told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers blow Leave that country alone, yall needa come back home and J-Rue, I just feel like if I was wit 'em They woulda never got that night if I was 'em Seem I coulda done mo', said mo' Why all my partners gotta be dead or in the fed All the time, I just wish that yall ball wit me Sometimes at night I close my eyes, and that yall wit me (damn.)
made on this road to wealth I still ain't myself Ay, I am today I made myself but I ain't forgave myself For runnin to the getting closer to death I still ain't my self For who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave
And yea they say I cant blame But I still ain't myself Fo the mistakes made on this road to I still forgave myself Guess this the chance that you take, when dealt the cards I was But I ain't forgave myself For anybody who ever wondered how I I ain't forgave myself (Ain't Forgave myself)
Yea, for anybody who wondered how I felt Anybody who ever what's wrong wit me, here it is 3 16'S of in the heart of T.I.P This song is dedicated to who ain't here wit me Cap, damn you fucked up shawty, but you get out If I to see it, its gone be on again ya know what I'm sayin And we ain't gotta worry bout goin to jail we legit now Ya know what I'm sayin Cern, Quint, Endae, gone get out man And you do I'll be there shawty always Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, shit I cant change When I get up there, we gone ball again, open the 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 ain't forgave My momma, I ain't graduate but we rich now it don't matter. My uncles shit It don't matter either back Well hell My boy (music stops) You betta not do the same I did Or Im'ma yo muthafuckin ass