Still ain't myself damn It's a lotta fucked up that go down man You even know the half
Man I been in and outta trouble since an Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they me straight 7 And 8, I'm money while they 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 letters home from school, nobody read mines And plus my uncles, doin 10 F.E.D. time Then I started rebellin, crack sellin Tha littlest on the corner wit a Mac 11 After school I my momma holla homework I say ma, but look I got my own work Started interactin wit at the age of 13 Now my momma findin 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)
made on this road to wealth I still ain't myself Ay, what I am I made myself but I still ain't myself For to the grave getting closer to death I still ain't forgave my For anyone who ever wondered how I I still ain't myself
At 14 man, thought I everything I'm slangin slabs, trappin hard, movin heavy I bought an '85 cutlass on some Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor in 30 days Hardheaded man I listen 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 be trappin momma But hey I promise Im'ma make it cause I'm damn Im'ma get us out hood and off these can goods School just a man game, and it's ran good At 16, my introduction to manhood Blue lights behind me, damn what I'm do Cause I got 2 pounds of and a 3.80 too I guess everything'll be aiight if I just it cool How ya doin officer, what ya why I ain't in school Can you search the car?Yea but, I that you didn't Besides it's just a of yo time cause ain't nutthin in it (Laugh) I that's when I seen, that I ain't know shit When in a place wit freedom I ain't gone get (Damn!)
made on this road to wealth I still ain't forgave Ay, I am today I myself but I still ain't forgave myself For runnin to the grave getting closer to I still ain't my self For who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave
Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was wrong 3 In the fed, 1 life, and 2 dead and gone Knew was more to life than sellin blow and chopper bustin But the good in knowin' better if I ain't tell 'em nutthin I knew I 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 have a deal shawty Naw, I scared, I'm just telling ya like it is shawty Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers Leave country town alone, yall needa come back home Bankhead and J-Rue, I just feel if I was wit 'em They never got killed that night if I was 'em Seem like I coulda done mo', 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 night I close my eyes, and dream that wit me (damn.)
made on this road to wealth I still ain't forgave Ay, what I am I made but I still ain't forgave 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 myself
And yea they say I cant myself But I still forgave myself Fo the mistakes made on road to wealth I still forgave myself Guess this the chance that you take, when dealt the I was dealt But I still ain't forgave For who ever wondered how I felt I ain't forgave myself (Ain't Forgave myself)
Yea, for anybody who wondered how I felt Anybody who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, 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 up shawty, but when 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 to jail 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 I cant change When I get up there, we gone ball again, the gates shawty let me in We gone ball. J-Rue man I know ain't worth a friend shawty I fucked up bad man I ain't forgave myself My momma, I ain't graduate but Hell we 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 shit I did Or Im'ma yo muthafuckin ass