I hit the lap with a dream
and put my shit on myspace.
now everybody know my face
that's why I keep it on my waist.
straight A's and I dropped out of fuckin' school.
so now I'm drinkin' palmson
and listenin' to fuckin' blues.
I'm confused, my girl say that I'm the one she love,
but she stay trynna find her somethin' that'll
catch a nigga up.
and everytime I pray, feel like a fuckin' hypocrite.
It's 'cause when everythang was good
I wouldn't hit my knees for shit.
ain't that a bitch?
People wonder why I always wear a frown,
it's 'cause I done a lot of dirt
and what went up is coming down down down (down, down.)
I guess my momma right again,
Learn the hard way,
everybody ain't yo muthafuckin' friend, or yo buddy
or yo partner.
grew up without a father, that's why I gotta be a
real man for my daughter.
Put my hands together and I look up to
the lord and ask him please let's
work together, I don't wanna lose no more.
it's like I can't win for muthafuckin' losin'.
will i ever make it? i don't know.
but, I know I gotta lotta niggas hatin and I think
I'm goin' crazy. I be smokin'
whole halves by the daily.
Liquor bottle puttin' me to sleep lately.
I'm losin' my mind.
I'm outta control.
I can't turn to nobody so I
turn to the dro.
I stand right in the beef.
Gotta hustle to eat.
plus my girl steady bitchin',
'cause I stay in the streets.
It's like I can't win.
My own girl bring me down,
my momma be talkin' shit.
tellin' me to go to school
and really get on my shit.
but, they get money from me.
from out here sellin' this weed.
Im in the club, got these niggas hollering,
"free sally b".
I lost two uncles & my granddaddy all in the same
year.
I'm drinkin' liquor, smokin' killa
and hopin to get a deal, for real.
I keep it real, mississippi we next.
We doin' shows outta town so you know we on deck.
Me and joker stayin' focused so you know we goin' blow.
Got niggas hatin' on us now, 'cause we be fuckin' they hoes.
And my girl; and her momma, they be bringin' me drama.
but I say "fuck it"
'cause it's nothin'.
and roll up that marijuana.
get my pad and my pen.
hit the o (studio), and go hard.
and i do my own business.
'cause a lil niggas smart.
and now my girl wanna leave 'cause
I stay in these streets.
and plus my nigga locked up.
it's like I can't win for muthafuckin' losin'.
will i ever make it? i don't know.
but, I know I gotta lotta niggas hatin and I think
I'm goin' crazy. I be smokin'
whole halves by the daily.
Liquor puttin' me to sleep lately.
I'm losin' my mind.
I'm outta control.
I can't turn to nobody so I
turn to the dro.
I stand right in the beef.
Gotta hustle to eat.
plus my girl steady bitchin',
'cause I stay in the streets.
It's like I can't win.
Its like man I got to a, to a point where
I've smoked so much
Muthafuckin' weed man.
Young as fuck and
Can't stop drinkin' man.
Shit its like I stay in the streets
Im tryna fuck with my people
Let em know I'm still here
But at the same time
I can't even trust nobody no more man.
Like I understand what mo' money
Mo' problems mean now man.
You know what I'm sayin'?
Nigga do shows
Tryna go stuntin tomorrow.
Come home straight book man,
Then you gotta try to get somebody
to front you somethin'.
I'm still hearin' my muthafuckin'
Girl mouth man.
You know what I'm sayin' man?
Its like I can't win.
They gotta feel me on that shit man.