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