"life itself is gift thats cursed, since birth ive been trouble
troubled to say the least, a young wild nigga runnin loose
couple pit stops along the way, but hey thats life right?
wonderin why death hasnt taken me yet, could it be fate i dont know
gettin by only fearin myself, putting wants over needs
like i had it like that. smokin hella weed to keep my mind at ease,
feelin like im obligated, no debate about it
reassuring her that im here, i pledged, promised, and gave her my word
she tellin me its not guaranteed. could this be where we fall apart,
a perfect ending to my new beginning. they told me i could until i talked myslef outta goin thru with it, inside of me lies thy enemy. lookin in the mirror so undesireable, wonderin what bitches see in dude? so what if all my shit sound the same, its shit i go thru. i done seen some of the hardest gangbangers drop their flag, and got left with their dick in the dirt. you niggas wouldnt understand the half of it, more bad than good days. doin whatever for some quick change, tryin to hold this shit on my back. have i meet my match, will this break my load? im speakin for me and mine. i remember playin the lottery, pickin up heads up pennies hoping for some type of luck. do you mind if i continue or are you not even paying attention. you learn more when you close your mouth and open your ears. every real man done shared a tear, so i dont wanna hear it. when i tell you how i cry when left alone for too long, cant take being by myself. adding pain to torture, hunger pains keep me humble" ..
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