I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze Lighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze Disturbin' of the narrow-point reflection of myself Questionin' what is my life to become? I wonder if I'll ever be the man, my momma wish I was Or will I end up victim to the hand of a gun? Given the current circumstances I stand alone No one to hold me but me, I mean it's hard not to be stressed Stretchin' myself to the bone, can't feel my chest I been heavin' cause all this smoke I been breathin' in just to not be depressed All the pressures from record labels around me In a benz still trynna sign me Finally in a position to put all that shit behind me How many mothers have a son they never know? Nobody questions what they do, nobody wonders where they go I'm goin' around in circles chasin' myself in contradiction With a pistol to the back of my head Prolly pull the trigger the moment after I make it big Pretty white seats in the Lambo all plastered in red My nigga, me? Naturally I forever be fly It's in my blood, it has to be, how could I ever be not? Ain't a question when and where cause I forever get mine Stand in my way, that be the day they get a deputy shot Goin' back? Fuck that. That used to be me I used to be weak, we used to be thieves Still my shoes for a second, think about it Would you be me? What would you do? Fuck would you do? Holla at your boy, it's Purple baby they label me A problem and I probably am, so I don't knock 'em How I pull up in that Caddy on trims? Clean chakras With a Oscar-winning bitch, she got on door knockers And I'm knocking down your door if it's war, partner D Pack Purple, that boy conscious Jocked for Biancis, come back with a pound a Broccoli like how he? Why he? Cause I be Moving through the city like a IV, trynna be monogamous But I got pictures of my dick like I'm the shit cause I'm the shit And I only promise this To my little girl, I'mma bring you the world Yo fuck that Niggas start to talk, but that talkin' shit out the conversation You young niggas gon' fuck up and start some complications Your baby mothers, your cousins, grandmother's congregatinOne more time and your fuckin' life confiscated I seen good niggas die for less so how you trippin'? A higher power sends you and your niggas on your mission The Muslims preach to the Jews to preach to the Catholics and Christians My brother's serving a life sentence, nigga how you livin'? My homie get it on the boat, nigga how you get it? My momma used to like to snort, nigga how you feel it? I asked him if it's easy to kill, he said hardly Killed a nigga in the club, took the life out the party, huh? This is me at the end of the day Forget the talkin', forget all of the lies and forget all of the cameras Who's who and who's watchin'? The water for my soul for the day I hit the coffin x6 Know I'mma get mine, I'mma get mine I'mma get mine, I'mma get mine Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com