we all got problems i know not the same how we deal with them tho. i always on that coke i was playing cut throat. im mean with a dream untouchable what it seem. now i roll and smoke roll and smoke i let pain take control i was on a lonley road i feel like otf the truth be told the streets is bloody and cold. friends i dont got em people change watch em. why you be fake im about my cake you a snake where the hole wheres the goal mad when them true colors show this is deep and a stab in the back slap on the cheek bro before hoes you weak nigaas want what you have im happy im not going out sad shots in the wind with all that hate with in. God who i go to you think they real until they show you real recognize real that's why I dont know you