In a room full of failures I feel in place....to my lyfers still sleeping on tha floor one day it gonna get better got your bones aching like it cold even in warm weather I thank tha lord I got family as my friends but when i almost lose my wyfe i thought it was tha end That's why every bottle we open I say amen...If its more then a grand, I'll still count it twice... Hell yeah i got my ❤ broke..... shit I call it lyfe So who am I to tell you how to get it rite....Lyfin in this world reppin my #journey just trying to dodge tha hatin and phony I pray you listen carefully before you become another muthafuckin' casualty....Standin' in a spot I once stood feeling out of place...while people uncle's is sleepin on couches and momma's running out of space....Mane I remember lights off so I never tend to speak much.... Even had days I had to go my separate ways when that lease was up A poor skinny funny walking nica I thought I'd never be much Another poor as kid, happy with his free lunch Fuckin pigeons fuck you all even on a sunny day Everybody dying for tha same thing gangbang we gotta destroy, before we elevate...Real shit...I tell what happened to my 1st daughter I had to tell it to her firsthand...Never said I was perfect but all I was saying it was just its not just about funds and purses..This Lyfe I lead could never teach me...All tha things on how I probably hurt you. Trying to get in tha right lane ended up me creating more pain until strolling down my dark street of lyfe is when this girl passed me by..bumming but still fly...From that moment she change my lyfe...
