Dre Murray - HP 2.5 lyrics

[Introduction] HP 2 There's more to the story man Take 2 [Verse 1] Times are odd, I'm twelve years old With this money on my mind and I ain't even got a job Nah, I don't even need Curtis Jackson If I'm looking for some action My cousin could teach me how to rob And that's word to my momma And that 88 Olds that got stole from the yard Now what we gon' drive? I'm walking down Belfort just tryna stay alive Them dudes blowing k** ask me if I want a ride There's smoke in the air, now they're asking me to try I tell them that I'm cool and they say that I'm alright But if these dudes make a move on my hood I'mma ride They looking in my eyes and they know I'm telling lies Yeah I'm dressed like them, but they know it's a disguise And it's good versus evil, feel like I'm picking sides But on the inside I feel like I wanna hide Feel like I wanna run but I'm tripping over pride, right And I ain't really been myself here lately It feels like the real me hates me, he wanna k** me Kids in they cool circle degrade me L7 no girl wants to date me, dudes wanna smoke me They telling me church is where hope be But I'm looking at my brotha like pa** me that rope, G Not so I can k** me, just so you can feel me Hunger for attention got me asking where the meal be Sermons from my past got me saying “God heal me” Looking in the mirror asking “Dre, are you still me? Are you still there? Do you still care? When you hit your knees at night is there still prayer?” Not a whisper. Saw Destiny and missed her Now Misses follow me like I missed her Woke up in Calamity and reached out and kissed her Saw my homie Purpose and I'm asking “Yo do she got a sister?” ‘Cause I'm sinking, man I'm thinking Dude I should really stop driving and drinking [Hook] I know you see them baby, driving them fancy cars Stick with my thinking baby, you stay right where you are I promise on your soul, you'll never make it far Make it far, you'll never make it far Just live your life, just live your life You'll pay the price You're in Hell's, you're in Hell's You're in Hell's Paradise You're in Hell's, you're in Hell's You're in Hell's Paradise Hell's Paradise, Hell's Paradise, Paradise [Verse 2] If I am what you say I am, then I'll never leave this place Staring at my life through the mirror But I swear I can't stand this face So tired, no legs, man I swear I can't stand this race I need a break, nah I need a cape So I could fly above the clouds And only come down when the sun says it's safe Feeling like Chris after Hit ‘Em Up, man I'm about to lose fate Crying. Wait. Dying. I hope it's not too late. I hope it's not too late Crying. Wait. Dying. I hope it's not too late. I hope it's not too late