| They say the good die young, so the bad die old
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| Guess we somewhere in the middle, so just pray for my soul
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| All I want to do is right, but all I’m seeing is wrong
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| And I’m trying to stay strong but its taking its toll
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| And I ain’t no better than you so when you playing this song
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| And you feeling how I’m feeling, just know that you ain’t alone
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| Everyday you wake up, another day that it’s on
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| So we got to wake up before what we seeing is gone
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| Since the beggining, the mirror of what I’ve written
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| Real has been my description, ain’t never been nothing different
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| Love me or hate me, just know its me you lovin' or hatin'
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| So there will never be an issue with what judgement your making
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| High school, I knew who I was, I had direction
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| A leader, I don’t follow nobody, always progressing
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| So every girl in highschool a ho, was the perception
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| Coz lame niggas lied on their dick, to get accepted
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| Takin' a girls purity to get a sense of security
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| Now she insecure, she get older and she ain’t sure of me
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| And I ain’t sayin' I’m an angel or saint
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| But one of these days I might need her to be wifey, but she can’t
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| Coz now she don’t trust niggas, all the time fuck niggas
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| Coz if she don’t she thinking then no nigga gon' fuck with her
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| Both male and female, lost in misdirection
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| It’s a crazy world when you live in a misconception
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| She had the university trying to fit in, blowing intuition
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| Was a good girl back at the crib, but now she different
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| Blowin' trees, she was never into it
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| It’s the influence of her roomy, she with it coz all her friends do it
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| Back home she knew people, now she with these new people
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| She don’t know herself no more, now she feeling like two people
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| Niggas in the dorm, 3am, thinking they cool people
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| Trying to keep up with this bullshit can consume people
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| Talking loud, wrong crowd, ya’ll fucking the same dudes
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| Feeling like you can’t move, this painful, this ain’t you
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| You stay loose, cranberry juice and grey goose
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| Can’t shake ya head at them hoes, coz you doing what they do
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| Niggas play you, too far gone, who gon' save you
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| Funny how shit could have been, if you had stayed you
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| Out of control on the path of misdirection
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| It’s the crazy life when you live in misconception
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| The coolest nigga in high school, was exactly that
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| The coolest nigga in high school, time passed right by you
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| Passing days of glory, keep telling them war stories
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| Leaching off baby mommas, he never set his priorities
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| Already finding, his best days is behind him
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| The hoes that he used to fuck, is what defines him
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| Sleeping on different couches, got seeds in three different houses
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| But if you ask about him, he barely know nothing bout em'
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| I don’t want him around me, all I know about him
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| Is he broke and he brag about being in and out the county
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| And since when is not being shit, the shit?
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| When there’s only one life to live, I hope you listen huh?
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| Still alive, done living at twenty five
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| Stuck in the hood, but never got out coz he never tried
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| Look, check your brother, but check yourself first
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| The truth hurts, but we can all change after this
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| Shits real… It’s too real |