[Intro: Sevin & KP] Sevin: Oak park business man So real in the field you know Blood and peace Don Deez KP: I'm really tired Sevin: Gone but not forgotten man KP: Got to get this money though ya know Sevin: Yea KP: Sevin I see you my n***a Sevin: I see you too bro KP: KP [Verse 1: KP] Tired of all the struggle Tired of all the hustle Tired of having to muscle n***as up off they bundle Tired of having to worry Tired of all the pain Tired of having to bury my n***as is in the grave Tired of all the bills I mean I'm loving the thrills But I feel like life really ain't worth living without them My mind floats trying to see the dead Vivid pictures of my oncoming sins ahead Send a tune to your tomb like a rise homie Its at your wrath you appoint those who despise phony United with a close bunch I eat with lions homie Round table pa** the bread cut the pie slowly I'm kind of tired n***a I done dug my self a hole and trying to fly n***a Got wings but I can't seem to rise with them I admit I'm tired but I despise quitting Got Smith & Wesson for you lose lippers [Chorus: Sevin] Lord knows the rain is like my tears Storm in my eyes yes Do you see the thug when he cries Like my tears storm in my eyes See a thug when he cries [Verse 2: Sevin] Yea I'm barely scratching the surface So many issues I'm yet to address My flesh is a mess my blessing is d**h I know that if I pray it will lessen my stress Must you school me everyday with these lessons & tests Yea, I've been regarded to a modern Pac If I am pleased and God is not it's got to stop I'm locked up in a room within my flustered soul Staring at a rusted door but I don't trust it though Yea feel like I'm drowning in a sea of tears I may escape but its my fate just to reappear Forgive me if it seems if I'm being drear What good is dry, I can't even steer if I ain't seeing clear I cover up my wounds but they ain't healing Cry myself to sleep wake up to the same feeling I ain't willing to be a burden so I ain't spilling My pain to the n***as I hang with so I remain chilling Yea wearing a mask like everything's cool I say I'm gravy when they ask but it ain't true Father tell me whats the purpose are you mad at me? All though I'm hurting I am working through the agony The real tragedy is that it seems to be self inflicted My health's restricted popped a pill a fell addicted 11 months clean I am proud to say Brighter days are coming but they are miles away [Chorus: Sevin] [Outro: Psalms 6] O LORD, rebuke me not in your anger Nor discipline me in your wrath Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am languishing; Heal me, O LORD, for my bones are troubled My soul also is greatly troubled But you, O LORD—how long? Turn, O LORD, deliver my life; Save me for the sake of your steadfast love For in d**h there is no remembrance of you; In Sheol who will give you praise? I am weary with my moaning; Every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows weak because of all my foes Depart from me, all you workers of evil For the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping The LORD has heard my plea; The LORD accepts my prayer All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled; They shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment