Lyrics:
trouble much
Seen her on the block playing hop scotch and double dutch
She ain't never hurt nobody, well mannered
Too precious, too young to be taken off
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
shit
But that brings me into trouble
Playing the I don't care card
When it was actually really hard
I think I'm my own supervillain
I'm my own
Why my nigga had to change on me
She said she loved me now i see her hate on me
Brosky says he got me he gonna say a prayer for me
Keep playing
tho') Where's my arms when you needed to be held
They turn they backs on you, who was there believin'
Who said your troubles were only for a season
I want my life to change
I don't ask for much
But some days I feel like
The trouble ain't worth it
And I should give up
I want my life to change
playing with fire, to make sure you stay close
Fire of regret, lose you in the process
I'm playing with fire, be there for my lows
Fire of regret, for you I
brothers keeper for himself every man
I have been your reaper, there's blood on my hands
Except me as your keeper, there's been a change of plans
Careful
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
fate, God say be patient for that
Man all I got is my gangster, better not go playing with that
Anything get taken for real, my fault we takin' in back
On one late night, I had made a nice amount
More than two weeks pay, playing with the new accounts
So I rose like a petal, fuck pops, I run with thugs
(For the matter oh)
Make nobody be my mouth piece for the matter
Me I no like trouble (Oh)
I wan ease my stress... (No put me for the matter oh)
Before
Playing with acrylic over fumbling with lead
But times up nothing said now can change him
Hard to fix a man but it's easy to break him
Takes a life to live
no one left, you can lower your sword
You're the only one showing up for the war
And maybe your heart's not in it no more
Now out of contact
And to my neighborhood, let the good prevail
Make sure them babies and them leaders outta jail
Look for salvation when troubles get real
'Cause you can't
call you
You start to wonder if you're ever gonna make it by
You'll start to think you were born blind
From what I've seen
You're just one more
the line that niggas never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same shit, get the Range
The more money niggas get, shit around you will change
Even
hate when she be telling me she won't be here for long
I want you here forever please don't leave me on my own
You always by my side it don't matter if
LigaMo
I think I miss you even more
When I make moves and people roar
I continue to do it
For you
I've often disappointed myself
But I'd go to the ends
hit the three like jordan poole
Then get an 8ball playing pool
Da trouble kid gon break the rule
Da subtle change with make it cool
Da double dip gon
talk about sex
Babies havin' babies generation-x
With the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more
And I know they gotta kill for the shit we ain't ready
cut it by not knowing you can court
Someone that you never wanted and you're stuck until they're told
Maybe it's a font that wrote it for you
Maybe your
bust our bubble natural survival instinct
Nobody wants to go extinct for long life change how you think
I know I'm preaching if my words don't reach
I (Yeah)
Draw closer to you day by day
I have a lesser chance of falling
Or maybe getting swayed
Maybe feeing more important was the cause
Instead
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