Uh ima roll me a blunt and get high
f** this stress, I'm tryna get away from life
Dear lord I'm ready, but I'm just wondering
Where ima go when I die
My heart is cold like ice, but don't blame me
I was raised with out a Dad,but that sh** don't phase me
I'm crazy this punk a** cops can fade me
f** the radio I'm still bumping makaveli
I'm a thug,this the life I chose
I'm tryna get rich but f** selling my soul
I hear the devil knocking at my door
He won't leave me alone
But I ain't worry I got faith in the Lord
We all come here for a reason
What the f** I'm I here for
I ain't nothing but another thug that dropped out of school
I'm a fool, so misunderstood but is all good
I'm leaving in the cities I ain't from hood
But I'll let it bust if any mathuf**er would
I ain't looking for drama I ain't looking for beef
All I ever wish for is peace in the streets
n***as dying over colors n***as dying over cream
But I guess we gotta do what we gotta do to eat
We just tryna make our ends meet
So Some sell weed ,and some sell crack
Some stay in school, and some sell rap
Some just wonna feed thyre family
Others just tryna get mansions and cars
Whatever your doing for man I hope you make it far
But just don't brake the rules, don't trust b**hes
Lord forgive me for my sins I have ambitions