Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic Record, aight you
I'd just like to a minute to apologize to my listeners I just wanna say I'm sorry for not any songs about Happiness or bein' in peace and like that See I can only display my personal feelings and
And so far I ain't felt what happiness like Or experienced anything but times and heartache So I apologize for not you dance I for not havin' any sarcastical songs
You know good feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your face I had nothin' to offer accept for frowns So for that I'm sorry I promise if I could sing another song, I
I wish I could tell you my life is good but not I wish Missouri city runners were but they're hot So many to deal with I can't a hundred homies and everyone is fake
How can I make it out the ghetto it let me go Seems like every time I do a good deed, good deeds never to 'Ro I gave up my last so could have a start somebody got me locked behind bars
What a way to show ya back, homie you a friend for life For your crime I'm doin' time in the tonight It's bad enough I a family, my luck ain't live Mama died when I was 6 and Daddy have enough time To kick it with me I wanted him to kick it with me
Now I'm incarcerated you wanna come and visit with me But I ain't holdin' no grudges Daddy, I you that's my word Even though you had me on a curb I wish I had another
are the days, these are the days We cherish them because soon they'll be gone Soon they'll be gone away, on to place
soon I'll be gone Twenty sum odd of calling God on this mobile phone If it wasn't for my life style, I'd sing another
I that I was ridin' around in a Bentley But maybe livin' lavish just ain't meant to be 'Cause I'm the type of fella give a bum a hundred dollars I'd rather help out my people of poppin' my collar
I wish that I get a million copies sold If I'm broke I'd rather die, I don't want no more growing old I wish that I was somebody else 'Cause I can't pay bills even though my CD's won't stay on the shelf
Strugglin' and I'm strivin' and just survivin' Bobbin' and my last breathe time after time And it seems that I ever get no rest, I'm exhausted make it compare the price and pain is what the cost is
Maybe if I was I'd be rolling in bread Until somebody with a come and opened my head But my mission is keepin' I'm so hard even though my soul is scarred Oh Lord, I I had another song
These are the days, are the days We cherish them because soon they'll be away Soon they'll be gone away, on to another
Pretty I'll be gone Twenty sum odd years of calling God on mobile phone If it wasn't for my life style, I'd another song
I wish that I could sing another song but my is too much pain Sunshine is the level that I think I'm on, so tell me why so much rain? Day to day, it's a struggle in my To keep from I be stayin' in the trees
No committed, so tell me why I'm doin' time? And nobody come and set a nigga free Sometimes at night I a cig and sit back And wonder why the world hate me
So much [Incomprehensible] I just gotta my wig back Wishin' murder would on and take me I wish that I could sing song
I'm tired of sleepin' in rivers of all night long No point in why my people choose to do me wrong in this reality until my life is over and gone
These are the days, these are the We cherish because soon they'll be gone away Soon they'll be gone away on to another
Pretty soon I'll be Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this phone If it for my life style, I'd sing another song