Still tryna cope.... dont nobody feel my pain... i been thuggin... i been thinking bout getting a job... i been lost... my mind when i was 16... cop my first 14... all i know bout life... i lost all hope... been gave up.on life just to post up on this drug rip n the crack cash come back quicker than that soft came back hard its a hard life ... im the hardest ... im the coldest... im the illest than all my young killas... nigga i guess thats y im friendless... times thugs get lonely... i been trapping like a damn blood Hound... to hell with the reprocautions ima still squeeze if a nigga run up im a get low aing no getting up with me ... i aint neva know life would move so fast... already moma ima drug dealer... all i care of is getting rid of these sacks... i had to swalllow all my coke... just to survive the press ass coppas tryna bag me ... i had vomit up every last stone that was 30 stones... im shaking with the hard white ... shivering in my heart i had to squeeze the tfigger to calm the fear he gave my heart taunting in threatening me while we thugging off the late nigt before sunrise 🌞 ima turn his lights off lay him to rest some peace of mind cuz his fam been stressing over him running wild in these streets... give em so closure n peace of heary... least now they know he in a better place... nigga times even a G gotta learn to b humble... mane sometimes all that can save a nigga life from death b the blood Jesus in to tell u the truth its always the case