A young nigga screamin' fuck
the world and let 'em die
tryna duck the world and smoke and ride
head and pants to my feet
I'm tryna stay under intoxication
'Cause I lost my father, and got a daughter,
I'm drinkin' liquor like it's water,
And stayin' away from them
They're tryna get me stomped,
I keep a chopper in the trunk
And my heat on my waistline
'cause I ain't tryna do no Fed time
Sometimes I just wish I could be away
But I gotta take care of Reginae
and keep Ms. Cita straight
struggle and I keep tryin'
closest people keep dyin'?
I ain't lyin' that the law
But I scream fuck the world man,

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Get nowcurse, but in this verse,
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my mother
but in this verse, man, fuck the world
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my mother
Give me a cigarette, my nerves bad
The Feds said they heard that I
And my old lady say she saw
And some of the boys shot up my
block and now I gotta kill 'em
And teachers keep tellin' my
mama that I'm gettin' worse
And now she trippin' talkin'
'bout I need to be in church
And my little girl whole family
Tryna put me, a child, on child support
And my whole family deny me of what I
do 'cause I'm a thug and stuff
Plus, my niggas keep fallin'
Man they got clowns right around me,
killin' they self everyday
We keep fightin' but they're so strong
I know it's hard but don't give up,
Just keep your faith, count blessings,
and woadiekeep your trust
And grab your nuts and let 'em
know that we don't give a fuck
curse, but in this verse,
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my mother
but in this verse, man, fuck the world
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my mother
So I just keep my head up and my nuts,
Dawg, I swear it's very rough
out here for the youngsters
Like everybody against me 'cause
Dear Rabbit, why they have to kill Rabbit?
That's why this little nigga be
buggin' like it's no tomorrow
I only can depend on Ms. Cita and C- M- R
I try my best to make it through
so I'm steady wipin' tears away
And police got me under sur
veillance when and wherever
tryna figure where I'm gettin' that cheddar
I tell my family just leave me a- damn- lone
I can handle all of my business,
But I try to forget about it
But if everythin' was cool,
I wouldn't write this damn song
Look, I don't curse, but in this verse,
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my mother
but in this verse, man, fuck the world
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my
mother and I'm payin' bills
Look, I don't curse, but in this verse,
I lost my father to the gun
And I'm still thuggin' with
my niggas tryna keep it real
And I'm still doin' for my mother
Look, I don't curse, but in this verse, man,