Lyrics:
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
sitting in my pocket (yeah)
Talk the talk, reach the stage, now I'm going to walk it (uh)
Put me in the post 'cause they say "congratulations"
I'm the man,
they talk about
I'ma be the one they envy (yeah)
Hate it when you made it out the struggle
Love to see a nigga in the trenches (Pluto)
Went to sleep,
wanna put my phone down
When we pulling up, you know it's going down!
I'm in that Bentley riding sliding
I know they see me shining
Looking for a pretty
Pull racks out the bank, put them in my safe
We intertwined by the blade, bitch you know I'm snake
I put garlic on my cane, all my hoes got fangs
I'm
Sometimes I wish I never had been apart of this mess
Cause the system got us fucked up
It put us to the test, women and men if you black you in
Food for
up ahead
The demons inside they all want me dead
Its really not hard its just one peace of led
Cant deal with the pain
Slice in the wrist revealing
duckin' I put they lil ass in the dirt
Dummy I put they lil' ass in mud
Shawty get mad but she knew what it was
I might just fuck on her friend just because
See With all these leaches
Face Covered by hands
Don’t waste my time, cut all ties,
Let me know In advance
In These Streets you gotta Survive
It ain’t
runnin'
Cut it (yeah), cut it (whoa)
What they say don't mean nothin'
When they throw hate, I love it
Put me in the game, let's run it
Runnin' my,
didn't come here to play
I will not suffer the fate, I will not make a mistake
I will not let em retake, that which was taken by Bray
They wanna call
themselves they know
His mental health
Is getting worse, steadily day-by day
Getting nearer to a hearse cause of shit
You see but let's let him explain what's
real raps
I'll put my hook in now
You're overlookin' now
What it takes to even make it
There's more than talkin' bandz or gettin' bitches
You should face
and I mean how I put it
Wanna see the look on they faces, whoever doubted
No lie, on mine i'm really bout it
They don't really see me around I just in
ain't no chasing it
They counted me out, I'm embracing it
They counted me out, I'm embracing it
Push in, I'm on some abrasive shit
Fill up the riz,
could try but they know
I'm a star, why the texts go green, on a galaxy note
Ain't no SOD, kissin' me through the phone
I've been in it by myself, never
where they need a handout
But they tell you put hands up
Only deals I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins
So you know where I
back what's mine
My people from the motherland you took it you took it
Put shackles on my brother hands you crooked you crooked
My heart is beating in my
Came from the slums ain't no toys in my story
Saved by the blood so it's God be the glory
I got my degree and my freedom rewarded
But not from a school
probably not opposed to it
But they don't understand, they gotta listen what I say to you
Put me in alternative cause I don't sound like the radio
But
and
Possessed to just talk crime
It's funny how niggas ain't dropped a
Jewel in a long time dig in your law, find
Stop acting like y'all blind
They put it in our
in a ditch
We been hittin' them licks since we was 14
Now they say you in a calmer place
I couldn't tell by the looks on yo' momma face
Now
morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain't have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
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