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lord knows i seen allot
that’s why i pray for better days

i was stuck up in them trenches
hoping that i find a way

i got jammed up in the system
got me fighting on a case

i’m just thankful that i’m here
i’m blessed to see another day

can’t complain how i be living
that’s the type of sh-t we face

i ain’t ask to live this way
i seen allot before my time

i was f-cked up
i was out my mind
i got up on my grind
they say, that they feel my pain
but inside i know that they lieng

i’m the baby boy
my momma
know just how a n-gga live

she hoping
that i don’t slip up
when i’m posted in the field

i just told ha listen to my music
this sh-t my career

im gone make a way
i promise
ima put you on them hills

look

i’m tired of waiting
i’m like f-ck a deal

like i’m gone make it out
i promise ima make a mill
ain’t got the patience
i’m boutta open allot of ears

gotta get some n-ggas out the way
they gotta disappear

i’m tired of sharing all these tears
the devil in my ear

ain’t gotta get crunk off know weed
ain’t gotta pop no pills

when i be sober i be turnt
i really slang that steel

n-ggas be repping off of bodies
they ain’t even k!ll

taking the stand
giving out statements
just to get a deal

like was it worth

coulda maned up
& just took them years
allot fake gangsters
they pretending
they ain’t real

i’m so lost up in this world
feel like i’m stuck up in a maze

i just pray for better days
ain’t trying end up in a grave

i then came from the bottom
never thought this sh-t would happen

i was getting blessed the whole time
thinking it was magic

keep them drums up on them stick
they cut up
like the bayou classic

had a habit
riding around lacking

they caught me in a traffic

that’s the reason why i tote this weapon
that taught me a lesson

got some sh-t that’s on my mind
it makes me angry everyday

stack & k!lla went to jail
so i had to step to the plate

no father figure in my life
my brudda stepped to that plate

i had faith that he was coming home
he never showed his face

used to see
alll my cousins happy

they was smiling down

dell told me don’t trip off it
you know we gone hold you down

my la’son died
wish he can be right here on my side
watch his momma cried

i had to push my pride to the side
i went took that ride

if i catch your k!ller
pray to god
i look in his eyes

i know that my momma really tired
& momma i’m really sorry
i promise to make you proud

tired of feeling all this pain
that’s why i take the percocet

mix it with the sprite and codeine
trying feel it in my chest

most of my n-ggas they died
i wish that i can get’em back

but my n-ggas in they caskets
i just let’em get they rest

mouchie took them shots
that sh-t keep me up in my feelings

i love my n-gga nick
just make show that you stay on 10

we took them losts
back 2 back
so now it’s time to win

no new n-ggas
f-ck friends
b-tch think i’m a sucker

i love my mother
we stay fusssing
that sh-t make me suffer

i love my brudda steve
he know
that i’m one call away

ain’t gotta worry about it
cause he always stay up, out the way

la’khaza treat’em like a child
cause i could see me in his face

dee black that’s my n-ggas
that’s my father figure

i know my pops
real sh-t
i look just like the n-gga

but i can’t calll him daddy
cause he been left out the picture

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- otb lucciii

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