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hear me out
Lately I been going thru it
And it's hard for me to smile
Come to think about it
I been struggling since a child
Been abandoned my whole life

who she thought would make it out of the slums
Got hit by the same color who was clutching his gun,
But fuck the shooting cause abortion is problem

of ah problem child making it big
Dance with the dance the devil or go dance with pigs
I seen what happens the Bigs the Pacs the Nas & Nipseys get hit

you’re free
Just like you wanted to be
Keep you happy sell you piece by piece
Poor thing
But you can live like me
I wanna make you believe
That youre

Bitch dont wanna holla Bitch Im bout a dolla
I done came so sick now Ima problem (problem child)
Cant get no features on my album niggas scared of Lil

tell it to the next 
Kick it in ya domicile tryin' to stay a while 
Tryin' find dirt on ya like you a problem child 
Where the hell this comin' from
You

Distanced myself and I'm feeling incredible 
Imma need A million by the nightfall 
I could just Stuff it in A white wall
Bitch I come clean like lysol 
N****s

to see the truth when all the hype
Was gone tryna find a way to smile
I got a child on the way
If i can get my problems
Let 'em pile for today
Knowing

of "Silent Night, Holy Night" with a song that was sung to me at my bedside as a child, namely the "Lullaby" by Johannes Brahms, to a text by Clemens Brentano.

guns for
So many kids lost they young lives
Just for them I felt my soul cry
It hurt when I look in these kids eyes
Nother day going by nother kid dies

to Smile
Haven't heard that song in while
But thanks to Makaveli
I developed my own style
And it's wild
Watch me rip through the crowds
Like a child
That's

Father, forgive me
I know not what I've done
The problem, is it me
And what I have become
Promised to get free
From everything I was
But how can I

a motherfucking menace, I'm a problem child
I been a BG since a juvenile
I'm with my brother Frank Castle, I'm in uptown
Hot boy, I'll make you melt when I come

not a fan
Claim to empower women by blaming all your problems on a man
Tar all of us with the same brush just because you can 
What happened to I am

versatile
To a child, meanwhile everyone captivated by the game they trying to play
Checkers, when chess is the name, that same match that same puzzle
As we

Which kinda threw me off the deep end
I had to survive or so I thought
All by myself

But I had family around me
Though I couldn't see it
I was still

transplanted to low life
Neighbors no want pay
But they want all we got
Your land or your lives
So them come with their  tricks
Disguise force, organised lies

And held down by their neck when they say they can’t breathe
You’re cutting lives short with a force you can’t see
We cry out for our mothers and you just

I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling 
Girl by my side she is such a cutie 
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie 
Other one on the floor

I live by these things
And I say with my chest
Recipe for success
Wanna know why IM the best
I live by these things
And I say with my chest
Everyday I

a fake ID
Get it how you live though
Couldn't be another nigga I'm too deferential
Single parent raised, little child was running wild
Hardly smiled cause

and forgotten
If this is the life I gotta live then I rather be underground in a coffin

They won't let the people go, you see they love to play God
Play God
They

Lizzy has a son by a man she doesn't live with
Lizzy has high moral ideas
Lizzy doesn't eat meat
Lizzy guzzles Southern Comfort

Lizzy loses her purse

30 and 30 nights been fighting for my life 
you either live to be a hero or you dying by the knife 
yeah and I aint dying twice, this time ima do it