| I’m trapped, feel like I’m trapped
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| I’m trapped, feel like I’m trapped
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| I’m trapped…
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| Why don’t you love me? |
| Why do you hate me?
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| Why don’t you trust me? |
| Whose gonna save me?
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| Look in my eyes, this is my life, this is my life, this my life
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| How can you blame me, for tryna' be wealthy
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| I came up starving, it wasn’t healthy
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| Daddy was to high, he could’nthelp me
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| My mama had told me that this life was scary
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| Stuck in this jail see, feels like it’s hell b
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| No one to call, ain’t no money to bail me
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| Come on and feel me
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| And take a look in my eyes and try to understand my life, my life
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| I’m so thirsty, till they murk me
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| Fuck the world mommy, it don’t deserve me
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| Feel like you cursin' me, lord try to work with me
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| My enemies creepin', and they plottin' to murder me
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| Somebody pray for me, it ain’t okay homie
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| I’m at the window with the I’ll AK homie
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| All I can say homie
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| Is take a look in my eyes cause you could never live my life, my life
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| Feels like I’m strapped down, the worlds deceiving me
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| Daddy I rap now but who gon' believe in me
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| I got crack vials, send those fiends to me
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| Niggas is rats now, they called the d’s on me
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| I can’t back down, so toss the sheet on me
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| Bring your gat now, if you gon' bleed for me
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| Watch what you bring to me
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| And take a look in my eyes, cause niggas tryna' take my life, my life
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| Where did I go wrong
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| Tell me what’s worse, the feds or my son moms
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| Baby the loves gone, maybe her hearts torn
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| Or maybe it’s just all the pressure I build on
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| Lord I’m dead wrong, been locked for too long
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| It’s hard to remain calm, guns in both palms
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| And if you not strong
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| Take a look in my eyes, and see if you can learn from my life, my life
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| Come take a ride with me, a day in the life with me
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| Pick up my son, and look in his eyes with me
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| Come through the Stuy with me
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| See how they eyein' me
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| Look how I grew up, without a father see
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| I’ll tell you what bothers me, society blindin' me
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| They said I can be whatever I tried to be
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| But they lied to me
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| So take a look in my eyes and tell me what’s wrong with my life, my life
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| My whole life exposed, so my eyes is closed
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| Mommy it’s too late, this is the life I chose
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| Nigga it’s fuck parole, I’m a sell drugs some more
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| Life is a highway, I’m swerving of the road
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| Which ever way it goes, ready to lock and load
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| What I believe in, is what I’m a bleed for
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| And if you need some more
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| Take a look in in my eyes, and see if you relate to my life, my life |