Still forgave myself damn It's a fucked up shit that go down man You don't even the half
Man I been in and outta trouble since an Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no present I got two uncles, and Man and they keep me straight 7 And 8, I'm money while they movin weight My daddy send me clothes and always tell me and see him I say aiight but still I like my momma need him sendin letters home from school, nobody read mines And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time Then I started rebellin, began crack Tha littlest on the corner wit a Mac 11 After school I my momma holla homework I say aiight ma, but I got my own work Started interactin wit at the age of 13 Now my momma findin rocks in my socks, 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 runnin to the getting closer to death I still ain't forgave my For anyone who wondered how I felt I still forgave myself
At 14 man, thought I knew I'm slangin slabs, trappin hard, movin heavy 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 so, I'm right and I got plenty game Besides why I need school, Im'ma be rappin If that don't work, I guess Im'ma be trappin momma But hey I promise make it cause 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, here's my to manhood Blue lights 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 in school Can you search the car?Yea but, I that you didn't Besides it's just a waste of yo time cause nutthin in it (Laugh) I guess that's I seen, that I ain't know shit When stuck in a wit freedom I ain't gone get (Damn!)
Mistakes made on this road to I still forgave myself Ay, I am today I made myself but I ain't forgave myself For runnin to the getting closer to death I ain't forgave my self For anyone who ever wondered how I I ain't forgave myself
Outta all the I was wit when I was doin wrong 3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 dead and there was more to life than sellin blow and chopper bustin But what's the in knowin' better if I ain't tell 'em nutthin I knew I coulda 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 have a shawty Naw, I scared, I'm just telling ya like it is shawty Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya blow Leave country town alone, yall needa come back home and J-Rue, I just feel like if I was wit 'em They never got killed that night if I was 'em like I coulda done mo', said mo' Why all my partners be dead or in the fed fo'? All the time, I just wish that yall could wit me Sometimes at night I close my eyes, and that yall wit me (damn.)
Mistakes made on this road to I still ain't forgave Ay, what I am I made myself but I still ain't myself For runnin to the grave getting to death I still ain't my self 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 made on this to wealth I still forgave 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 myself (Ain't Forgave myself)
Yea, for who ever wondered how I felt who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, here it is 3 of what's in the heart of T.I.P This song is dedicated to everybody who ain't wit me Cap, damn you fucked up shawty, but you get out If I live to see it, its gone be on again ya know what I'm 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 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 gates let me in We gone ball. J-Rue man I money ain't worth a friend shawty I fucked up bad man I still ain't forgave My momma, sorry I graduate but Hell we rich now it don't matter. My uncles It don't either yall back Well hell My boy (music stops) You not do the same shit I did Or whoop yo muthafuckin ass