Yeah

O.7

Know I mean

It up time She speak for self

I got to speak on my behave

Yes!

My upbringing (ok)

How I live

What I came from hearing this

I don't think you feel me

I give it all to me, just for one good chance to breathe

Tell me how you gonna live my life

Half of the shit you can't stomach

But it's how I live I love it

Life goes on

I've seen niggas with their whole life ahead of them

Get money fuck school

Told them I'd never be a rich fool

The game is different, niggas that would pray for

Bitches that made niggas that was slanging

Sniffing kids ashamed of the place they live in

I made some wishes that one day heaven be a place I visit

I now listen pay attention when I'm telling you

This being broke is a hell of a trip

Life's a bitch, I'm feeding it good treating it good

Money came back I ain't eating that good

I should deep thoughts, in my young mind

I can't explain it

What is this? a gift or a curse? I can't debate it

99 was the last time I seen dad

I told him I got a dream like doctor Ken had (they ain't ready)

I give it all to me just for one good chance to breathe

You can follow my lead turn if it's getting too deep

My life is a movie I'm about to go

Tell Spike Lee write me a movie

Step in my shoes boy you're bad for the suicide

What's cereal in the morning was crawling out the box

Ten years old mother can't beg you to listen

You worry about riding your bike

Your pegs are missing

Your class work ain't never your own

You feel wack

Your clothes don't match you'd rather be home

Pops hit you with a surprise car

You ever heard from him

You like damn it feels good to get a word from him

Mama said five words you could learn from him

Never thought in that short time

That I would turn from him

A living nightmare but I don't scare

Well my life's rough

It's a lot of shit that I can't tell

It's from the heart, I don't care if you niggas hear me

It's still gonna be two at the four niggas that feel me

Now I owe you

So why you niggas tryna live my life

I give it all with me

Just for one good chance to breathe

Fuck a forecast I'm seeing rain in the skies

A few niggas just came home a few died

I swear about the lose my mind refuse to cry

Got a lot of built up anger inside shit

I know heaven got a spot for a nigga

Prison always got a cell block for a nigga

The white man never got a job for a nigga

Life's a bitch and then you die (die)