Still ain't forgave damn a lotta fucked up shit that go down man You even know the half
Man I been in and outta trouble an adolescents rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy present I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they me straight 7 And 8, I'm countin money while movin weight My daddy send me clothes and tell me come and see him I say aiight but still I feelin like my need him They sendin letters home school, nobody read mines And plus my uncles, 10 years F.E.D. time Then I started rebellin, began sellin Tha littlest on the corner wit a Mac 11 After school I hear my holla homework I say aiight ma, but look I got my own interactin wit fiends 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 have to be like this (fuck)
Mistakes on this road to wealth I still forgave myself Ay, I am today I myself but I still ain't forgave myself For to the grave getting closer to death I still forgave my self For anyone who wondered how I felt I ain't forgave myself
At 14 man, I knew everything I'm slangin slabs, trappin hard, movin Cain I bought an '85 cutlass on dane-a-danes Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor blew in 30 Hardheaded man I listen to anything I'm getting money so, I'm and I got plenty game Besides why I need school, be rappin momma If don't work, then I guess Im'ma be trappin momma But hey I promise Im'ma make it cause I'm damn Im'ma get us out this hood and off can goods School just a white man game, and ran good At 16, here's my to manhood lights behind me, damn what I'm gonna do Cause I got 2 of weed and a 3.80 too I guess everything'll be aiight if I just keep it How ya doin officer, what ya mean why I ain't in Can you search the car?Yea but, I rather that you it's 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 When stuck in a place wit freedom I ain't get (Damn!)
Mistakes made on road to wealth I still ain't forgave Ay, I am today I made myself but I still ain't forgave For runnin to the grave getting to death I ain't forgave my self For anyone who wondered how I felt I ain't forgave myself
Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was wrong 3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 dead and Knew there was to life than sellin blow and chopper bustin But what's the good in knowin' if I ain't tell 'em nutthin I knew I coulda told Cap not to kill Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em shawty You'll probably get up, and I'll probably have a deal shawty Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just ya like it is shawty Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya blow Leave that country alone, yall needa come back home Bankhead and J-Rue, I just feel if I was wit 'em They woulda got killed that night if I was 'em Seem like I done mo', said mo' Why all my partners gotta be or in the fed fo'? All the time, I wish that yall could ball wit me Sometimes at I close my eyes, and dream that yall wit me (damn.)
Mistakes made on this road to I ain't forgave myself Ay, I am today I made myself but I still ain't myself For runnin to the getting closer to death I still forgave my self For who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave
And yea they say I cant blame But I ain't forgave myself Fo the mistakes made on road to wealth I still forgave myself Guess this the chance that you take, dealt the cards I was dealt But I ain't forgave myself For anybody who ever how I felt I ain't forgave myself (Ain't Forgave myself)
Yea, for anybody who ever how I felt Anybody who wondered what's wrong wit me, here it is 3 of what's 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 to see it, its gone be on again ya know what I'm sayin And we gotta worry bout goin to jail shawty we legit now Ya what I'm sayin Cern, Quint, Endae, yall gone get out man And you do I'll be there shawty always Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I change When I get up there, we ball again, open the gates shawty let me in We gone ball. J-Rue man I money ain't worth a friend shawty I fucked up bad man I still forgave myself My momma, sorry I graduate but we rich now it don't matter. My uncles shit It don't matter either back hell My Lil' boy (music stops) You betta not do the same I did Or Im'ma yo muthafuckin ass