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Iâm kinda fucked up, I canât even lie. I was rollinâ up
Seem like the Grind got Harder,
And you niggas was hardly grindinâ..
I know you niggas ainât cheering for me
Bitches donât really love me
Picture me living luxury
This what you get from hustlinâ
Two-fifty legit, from nothin
Hood rich, lilâ bitch, Iâm thuggin
Start talking digits and watch how quickly they switch the subject
Bringing up the past tense. Nigga, where that cash went?
Running up that bag, and all my guns got attachments
I really been feeling like âFUCK EVERYBODYâ, one deep in traffic
Use to wonder why they ainât fuck witâ me, now iâm done even asking
I forgive you fake ass niggas. It was fun while it lasted
And cutting these bitches off is becoming a habit
Easily disappointed, and somewhat unhappy
Right at the midpoint between humble and savage
All these funds that Iâm stacking, dog it comes with distraction
I ainât slept in a month of Sundays, insomnia addict
Boy these blessings barely outweigh all these problems Iâm having
Know itâs a lesson in every loss, but this is a lot of subtraction
Without a doubt iâll get it back. Itâs just the law of attraction
Just how I was brought up, you get caught up, shit happens
Thoughts turn to actions, but yâall couldnât imagine
All I keep thinking is âWhat if I wasnât rapping?â
You gonâ shake back
Youâve been through worse and survived
Probably wouldnât be so bad, if we werenât discouraged from crying
I hear the pain in your voice. I can see the hurt in your eyes
In these streets, ainât nothing worse than pride
Ran it up, fucked it up. Ran it back up, fucked it up again
Swear my life a movie. They tried to do me like Above The Rim
Guess I learned the harder way, I canât even fuck with them
Change my life, Iâll start todayâ¦
Look like Iâm going through something. I got my heart on my sleeve
It ainât even that cold. Iâm in the car, with that heat
Another charge, I donât need
Iâm being targeted, Iâm starting to believe
But on the other hand, I wonder what I can charge for this weed
Serving out a 1-bedroom apartment, with a Carbon 15
Having withdrawals from that lean. That shit be harder than it seems
I ainât trying to eat with yâall, if you wasnât starving with the team
Back when it was time to go to war, yâall wasnât part of the regime
Iâve seen things that I canât get over. Keep playing it over and over
Itâs like a full time job, just staying focused
Fuck how they feel. âcause love and hate are really the same emotion
And when you keep it real with yourself, they canât expose you
You gonâ shake back
Youâve been through worse and survived
Probably wouldnât be so bad, if we werenât discouraged from crying
I hear the pain in your voice. I can see the hurt in your eyes
In these streets, ainât nothing worse than pride
- Album:
- Starlite Unlimited Plays Music from David Lynch Movies
- Introversion (Mixtape)
- I’m Moving To Houston
- Cold Turkey
- Attention, Tithes & Taxes (EP)
- Fried Turkey
- Insomnia Addict (Mixtape)
- Mood Swings & Mrs. - Single
- T.L.C. - Single
- T.L.C.
- Introversion
- Compilation
- Theories
- Renaissance Gangster (DJ Burn One Presents Starlito)
- Mood Swings & Mrs.
- Mental Warfare
- Shake Back
- At WAR With Myself Too