[Intro]
You ever be thinking like you ain't living right?
You just wake up in the morning like damn, sh** is f**ed up
Went to sleep last night thinking the same sh**
Had dreams you wasn't living right, yeah, that life
sh** is f**ed up...it's whatever though
[Hook]
I said I know I ain't living right
But this world I live in ain't built for n***as like
Us, made a n***a get up on this grind
But I'm tryna get up out this life of crime
But I'm, yeah, not to mention I was born with this dark skin
And handed the short end of the bargain
But I'm aiming for 2 story appartments
And tryna get this space with my last name in the parking
[Verse 1]
Smoking weed every morning thinking I ain't living right
f**ing with these trifling hoes then go home to my b**h at night
Finna rob my plug, cause he playing with the f**ing price
I'm tired of the Chef Boyardee and Ramen Noodles every night
Police got me shook, having nightmares of them f**ing lights
And since I'm popping all this molly, sh** is look extra bright
The b**h I'm with a nympho, and all she ever want is pipe
I couldn't get it up, and now she claiming that she going dyke
Told that b**h go 'head, cause she got some wack head
And when that b**h be s**ing she be s**ing like she half dead
f** her, cause I ain't be with the bullsh**
That's how it be when f**ing 'round with a hood b**h
She be screaming and yelling, fussing that hood sh**
Then turn around and go and give my jimmy a good lick, ha
I swear to god this b**h confused, man I don't know what to do
Man it's feeling like a lose, like
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Got all this Ralph Lauren sh**, I'm still living wrong as sh**
I'm still busting stops but now I'm itching for a f**ing lick
Set a p**y n***a up and get him for his f**ing grip
Or run up in his f**ing crib and get him for his latest sh**
Tie his b**h up if she got problems with me taking sh**
And take my gun out put it by her p**y and just play with it
Pawn the sh** I got and take the money to the drug spot
Smoke the earnings up and then be looking for the next knock
Justified my lack of self control with Y-O-L-O
Bumping Drake at home, no H-O-M-O
While I was smoking up my next meal
I guess I finally figured out how being stressed feel
Doing all I could I'm tryna get my digits right
[?] I seen the other night
I owe more money than I got that's why my pockets tight
Damn, a n***a really ain't living right
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I'm drunk as f**, I'm tryna catch a robbery
I hit the same street twice the police might be on to me
Dipping through the bushes cause I seen the neighbours looking
Got a warrant outta state and I ain't tryna see the bookings
Got me booking like I just seen Book 'Em
Feeling like the flash cause I'm still kinda mooking
Got low through the backyards of unsuspecting samaritans
Jetting like I guzzled bout 20 bottles of kerosene, or kerosene
It's just all in my demeanour
To violate the codes and statures of what is penile
I'm screaming out f** the people, my life is just so illegal
My son he gon' be the sequel, or black beanie no Sigel
f** 'em all, I'm just tryna get this paper
Middle finger to the police cause them n***as hate us
I left my grandma's house and said I'll see you later
Now it's seven months later, f**
[Hook]