Lyrics:
Hell every time I breathe
Reporting live from the other side what you hear
A bunch of nonsense all in my ear
Rich man, poor man, we all gotta pay
call no more
Except when he high off coke
Surround by friends, in a Jag or Benz, in a car that he don't own
Excuses again, again and again, for money
can't complain now (no more)
Shit, I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B
Telling me about
Act like they know my mind they dont pay attention
All this pain deep inside I don't ever mention
In the mirror I could cry it won't make
can't complain now (no more)
Shit, I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B
Telling me about
all our
down-south rappers that ain't gettin' no love on
these video stations and on these radio stations...
All my down-south soldiers, they gon' keep
holdin back now, but just wait till I get loud,
I got more anger in me than there are points in the dow
A vile child growing up, surrounded by drugs
the pocket i don't pay one cent
Make more money than her nigga so he lost his shit
These niggas insecure about a boss ass bitch
I know you seen me on the video
at me in the face
The hell am I what waiting for
Is it this again
This anxiety again
Or just the fear of success again
Day after pay after day after pay
Now what's this I hear? I was told to beware
I'm the inspired, dissed by nigga I admired
Hell no, this can't be
Now who the fuck is this
I hear
I got passion and soul
When the album sells I get wild as hell
And im by myself there's no signing deals
And I'm kind as hell but no fine to sell
Stuck inside a video game
Lost my consciousness again
Living in a virtual world
Sorry but ain't feel no pain
Got them on the edge of the hills, they
Plotting through my head, voices said speak of division
Oh, whoa, oh whoa, there'll be hell to pay
Oh, whoa, oh whoa, there'll be hell to pay
Picture perfect
And all that other crime did
More peace to the teachers of blind kids
To rebels in small cells
Keeping their mind big
Say everything's hostile
Suicide
working all the way through the valley
Stock, Pebble, LA, all over Cali
Now pay attention, 2 and 0, keeping tally
This gotta be one fucking hell of a finale
fuck them all, nah, I don't see no one (don't see no one)
I don't shop at the mall, no, that's not where I spend my money (hell no)
Buying designer
with the thoughts to rhyme
'Til there was no longer thoughts to dream
When an unpolished demo led to limos at the age of eighteen
Accompanied by
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
block street
Nigga health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find
('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was
talkin' bout
Buyin' so much shit i pollute the earth by myself
But why pollute myself when i could pay to get help
I made a poker room and bought the nicest
in a
Single home by a single woman i
Am a very proud black man
I shouldn’t have ignored the signs from
Your your first song and video
I hate you so
can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm getting pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B
Telling me about
and 22
County jail
I made the news
23 and 24
My girl loving me no more
25 and 26
Covid-19
Made me sick
Now I'm 27
Blessings coming from
My God in heaven
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