| I kick flows, rip shows, think it switched though?
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| Shit no, it ain’t any different when I get home
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| I shift po to get dough, lust Ps
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| If you ain’t ever been broke?
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| For you to judge me’s an insult
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| It’s my life and I’m living it
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| Agreed we all have choices but mine limited mostly by my decisions
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| If I knew then what I knew now I’d a lived live different
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| I’d be a different me but I didn’t so this is me
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| Me, in my position what would you have done?
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| Would you of done what I did? |
| Am I what you would become?
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| My guess, my guess is you would’ve succumbed like I did
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| The decision was mine but I was too young
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| An I picked the wrong path, I went the wrong way
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| Left school then got the grade, banged it out, got my papes
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| Stacked my Ps, copped a cake, I’m holding weight now
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| Made a brick off a ounce and ain’t been in the jailhouse
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| I intend on staying free, free for me don’t mean free from stress
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| Lay in bed but I ain’t asleep
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| From I need rest I just blaze the tree’s
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| Drift off hearing my Nan say to me
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| Good night, God bless
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| Good night, God bless
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| I’ll see you in the morning
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| I’m a dreamer, but can only dream as
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| Long as I’m asleep I’ve, been having trouble sleeping
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| See Nanny Edie ain’t here to say goodbye no more
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| I had to say goodbye to her, inside is where resides the hurt
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| Now all I feel is pain, after that nothingness
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| After that? |
| Nothing since, after that there’s nothing left
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| Some of her last words were I can’t fight forever
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| Like she wanted to give up an of life she was fed up
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| She had to go but I wanted her to stay
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| Cause ever since she left, things haven’t been the same
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| I need a new shelter from the rain
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| My face looking weathered, a facety looking bredder I’m fed up
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| I know not what to do
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| See I’d love to say that I don’t give a fuck but I do
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| The gift an curse that I’m blessed with
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| The pressures on road ain’t nothing to the emotions that I wrestle with
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| Stress got me in a figure four, raw is what I’m thinking
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| I wonder what I’m living for?
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| Is it only to hurt? |
| First my great nan
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| Now I gotta put my dad in the dirt
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| Back in the earth, I wished we could have patched it up first
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| I was so angry though, I just couldn’t handle the hurt
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| Now you’re in the back of a hearse
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| It hurts more than it ever did
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| Sometimes I wish that I had never lived
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| Feels as if it would have been better if I never did, live
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| I don’t know how I’m ever gonna get through this, shit
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| I swear down blud, I’m running on empty
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| My life ain’t nothing to be envied
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| So goodnight… |