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These days I only go out at night
I breathe in deep, to feel the cold air sharp in my chest
Fear twitching in my fingertips
Shake off the stress

it ain't easy
I know that y'all mad cause you could never be me
Y'all talking bout chains
I don't care bout no vv
I just wanna see my face up on that

words and such
Forget a Mother's Day cause everyday I live by you
until the end of time at the crossroads I see you
Out of all the people in the world he

never had time to be sad
She was hustling just tryna get a bag
And I'm way too blessed to be worried bout "what the fuck is my purpose?"
Family

to open my aching days of pain
		        Till I die a lonely death inside this worldly hellhole a slave. 
			


					      (Verse 1 Sketch A Peaze) 
		Fuck

a bigga day
But shorty hit hard like MMA, she always worried what
her family and friends a say
I told her live by our own rules, I got the game from

my hair
"Oh my God Kevin we do not care"
One of these days I'm gonna pipe Ms Tina I swear
Man fuck that bitch Paula and fuck Patricia too
Big Pat

Everyone's damaged, a little depressed
Every now and then we get that feeling in our chests
Some days, I'm a loser, brush my teeth in the dark
Head

It's too much for me (too much for me)
Feels like it's gettin' harder to breathe (harder)
One thing at a time (one day at a time)
It's too much, I

atrocity
These bus wheels poppin pride wheelies
With no concern for my family 

Spiral on down (sunken) to a dark place
Strangest upside down (but) gone

chalk, murder without a care
Streets talk all year, don't believe what you hear
Livin' feared, die afraid, forever thuggin' Pox head
Good mornin' world,

Tryna get a lot of recognition
Practice every day, repetition
I don't care about the opposition
Got the hits like the Loui Slugger
Billie Jean, ‘cuz you

can't stand your life If you catch it but you lost, won't be standin' right
Cause fame stay fuckin' people day and night Don't wanna be out with Ricky

days
I still can't believe TO'd and cut
Off his braids
Now you're lookin like a lil man
The happy feelin that I got you
Couldn't understand
I showed

tryna waste that
Only care bout G's my family and me
One day I'm a sit back while I make p
Am so sweet yeah when I do e
Tracksuit bless with my Nike id's

turned you a man none of us go for nothing
Family don't mean too much in streets
My blooda can't trust his cousin 
I left the gravesite dropping tears

But y'all don't hear
Me tho
You'll shed some tears if
I ain't here please stop
Acting like you care in
My eyes y'all acting weird
But y'all don't hear

Friends keep hating on friends making childish harassment
Whilst fake friends hating cause all they care about is body count ratings
Or status
Which to me

at Benihana
Nada, that's how much I care about the drama
Me and diavola, man, we came from the lava
It's a different type of love when you started from

helping me
Life would be so much different, no record of my felonies
Now I'm fucked up
You can see my luck's down
And each day I go into could be my last

of the pussy so he know what's the mood
And i keep a nigga round like a family heirloom
Should i cop a Moncler, or a goose
Either way ima match it with these new

Not even the clothes u were bussing or the creps u were scuffing
But I'm talking bout back in the day
When music was fresh to death but we had nothing

need a whole family of coffins
When you Chris Benoit 'em to solve all your problems
The shame and embarrassment, all of the comments
From fans you

family
And then they'll search through the wreckage
To find a piece of me, who I used to be
But there's nothing left to find of me anymore

I can't sit