| I was sitting back, and I was thinking man
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| I ain’t even trying to deal with this shit no more, you know
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| Cham' I don’t know what to do yo, ya know
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| Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
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| Nigga take two steps back, you feel me
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| They told me that pain was just in the brain, the irony of that
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| Cause that was the slogan showing, when they tried to see my tats
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| Never knew what was in the skin would finally be a fact
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| Feeling like mother nature’s right behind me with a Gat
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| Take that, the rain’s loud on the window when it taps
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| To help with the time I thought that I could finally be relaxed
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| Tired of being poor, yeah, trying to leave the rats
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| Walk out to see the 3 of your tires that be on flat
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| And that one tire left’s a sign of hope
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| That helps you to keep on grinding when you kinda broke
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| That helps you to keep composure up around your folk
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| That keeps you from trying to wrap a rope around your throat
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| Don’t choke, you feeling like giving up
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| Life isn’t a million bucks, you feeling like living sucks
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| God’s telling you «hear you boy», but you don’t wanna give him trust
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| Mama telling you pay your tithes, and you yell at her back for what
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| So the pastor can ride faster, get some rims on his truck
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| I don’t think that they’ll miss ten percent of negative bucks
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| Put some Henny up in your cup, your problems will start to drown
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| But soon as your buzz leaves, the problems come back around
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| Damn
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| Keep your head up is what they telling me, what it gotta be
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| Sorry but the world keeps stressing me, rain drops round up the memories
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| It’s gonna be alright is what they telling me, don’t let the stress get the
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| best of me
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| Trying to focus on the road that’s ahead of me, till my heaven gets cloudy bout
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| a memory
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| God knows how I feel now
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| On the outside I’m smiling, but inside a nigga know he hell bound
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| It’s a dark road, and I’m right here in the middle of it
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| Do I walk slow? |
| Or if I run, am I missing something?
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| I took the time out to save a little bread
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| Now my eyes got water in 'em
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| Why the fuck am I still standing here?
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| Nobody love me, I ain’t happy here
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| My mama said she can’t handle him
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| But still, I’m looking at the bright side
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| But I view it through my other eye, cause it’s a different color sky
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| Then the last one, my mind set on the prize that may never come
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| So do I try to stay alive, or do I grab a gun
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| End it all, put a stop to the pain
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| That goes on in my head, everytime it rains
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| The devil’s speaking, so you listening to the thoughts
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| Of an evil spirited demonic person everytime I talk
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| I’m confused, by my psychological set backs
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| In the storm, watching out through the wet cracks
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| Looking for heaven, off in all the wrong places
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| I’ve given up so why the long faces?
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| Let it rain
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| Your bills keep adding up, to be alone you prefer
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| Bill collectors steady calling, starting to get on your nerves
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| Your rent due on the first, but right now it’s the third
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| Telling yourself it’s gon get better, but ain’t believing a word
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| Feel like it’s hard to deal, tomorrow it’s hard as steel
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| Not to mention the realest member of your family is getting ill
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| Tell me it isn’t so, tell me it isn’t real
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| In the mist of all the drama, you take a lil' time to kneel
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| To deal you take a pill, just to deal with the drama
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| You thinking your life sinking, and there isn’t a plumber
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| They tell you what doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger
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| You’d have to be a Superman, to lift as much as me partna
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| (Could tell you stay strong) you’re trying, but help is just what you doubting
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| Cause the room is a monsoon, that’s never gon get to drying
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| The storm is moving on, and you thinking these people lying
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| They saying they had it worse, but how come they all keep on smiling
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| Don’t let stress take control, gonna be alright I know
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| I’ma make it through fa sho, fa sho yeah — 2x
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| My memry, heeeey-heeey yeah
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| Stressing me-stressing me, my memories
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| That’s what they telling me
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| I’m trying to focus on the road that’s ahead of me
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| By my memories, yeah heeey yeeeah
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| When it seems like nothing but dark clouds
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| Are raining in on your bright, sunny day
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| Remember, the sunlight always comes after the rain
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| You should be thankful, everyday
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| Should be a celebration, of life |