64 Bars (Unfinished-first 32)(Rough Draft)
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Lyrics:
I live my life gunnin, always runnin from somethin,
all these haters keep comin, and I don't put up with nothin,
i'm always tryin to be someone, but I can never quit stumblin,
I can never get it right, 99 times out of 100
Even in my own town, ya'll keep pullin me down,
just give me my crown, and i'll get the fuck out,
I'll gladly leave this shit hole, but you know i'll be right back,
Makin motherfuckers start wavin them white flags,
Drivin a white caddy with them nice ass rims,
Or maybe a decked out bagged out black Benz,
Whatever it is you know i be stackin them endz,
And flip a finger to those who I thought were friends,
Cuz the only real people you can trust is ur kin,
And i'll smoke the finest weed, no seeds or stems,
stayin blazed in a daze, is how my day begins,
and if you know me, it's the same way my day ends,
Runnin from prosecutors, i'm lost in a circus,
cops tryna hurt us, tryna make us talk like curtis,
you thinkin we nervous, you think we deserve this?
we just tryna buy a table, and put food on the surface.
and even my girl always tells me how i'm worthless,
but when i'm makin money it's like our role reverses,
she's wantin me to spend a stack on new purses,
and says i'm waistin time when i'm spittin new verses,
she made me understand what it means to be a father,
one good thing she did give me was a beautiful daughter,
and i'm so thankful to the fact that she's here n i got her,
I would take nothin back, as long as i live and even longer,
But that's just what life is, and what it seems to be,
and it seems to me, life's just been really mean to me,
And no i ain't all serene and clean, but I try,
you know you mother fuckers will be sorry when I die
