Eye For A Eye
Ima die for ya we trading lives for ya like an eye for an eye i could've had any bitch but you're mine pull the trigger chasing a bullet till you die like a broken dream it tears you down till you are struggling to survive and youll do it anyway you'll chase a bitch for a few days and you'll be wasting time and oh my now you're stuck in a predicament where you're on the edge of a cliff and dont know how to climb and time to time you'll find your mistakes and lie and lie to yourself about your past mistakes and its the breakdown of yourself anyway and okay all these niggas needa quit their judgements as they judge you for your mistakes when it seems they got the same problems themselves and it doesn't help doesn't help that they got no help but they need to free themselves from these anchors holding them down as they keep Dragging themselves down and down and you're beyond help and you're stuck in a hurricane of mental health as your thoughts bleed through your brain and you dont find hope in yourself now you gotta find a new addiction anyway, it could be chasing a new bitch or hitting a doubie and snorting a line of crack to pass the days and fighting every nigga in the way and being in jail and trading lives with a knife you took their soul and they took mine you traded lives and heres a new perspective from another life: i woke up alone again and my addiction drove away my friends, i called her 10 times today and still tried again she finally answered and i cried and cried again asking for forgiveness but she pushed me away again now im stuck in this life for a bitch who was drove away from my addiction that i could've prevented back then now im stuck alone and fighting to survive, my instincts tell me to find a new girl and a job to make some cash tonight but my brain is wired and my body is tired and i need a hit a joint tonight so ill skip my interview and reschedule again for the hundredth time i cant help myself im trying to survive, im addicted and it brought me down ill try to quit another time maybe this time it'll be different this time ill actually try this new drug i took it took me along its side and it was an eye for an eye i pulled the trigger and shot a nigga twice i tried to run away but got caught on time i tried to get away but we just trading lives it wasn't a trade because this shit stole mine...
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Ima die for ya we trading lives for ya like an eye for an eye i could've had any bitch but you're mine pull the trigger chasing a bullet till you die like a broken dream it tears you down till you are struggling to survive and youll do it anyway you'll chase a bitch for a few days and you'll be wasting time and oh my now you're stuck in a predicament where you're on the edge of a cliff and dont know how to climb and time to time you'll find your mistakes and lie and lie to yourself about your past mistakes and its the breakdown of yourself anyway and okay all these niggas needa quit their judgements as they judge you for your mistakes when it seems they got the same problems themselves and it doesn't help doesn't help that they got no help but they need to free themselves from these anchors holding them down as they keep Dragging themselves down and down and you're beyond help and you're stuck in a hurricane of mental health as your thoughts bleed through your brain and you dont find hope in yourself now you gotta find a new addiction anyway, it could be chasing a new bitch or hitting a doubie and snorting a line of crack to pass the days and fighting every nigga in the way and being in jail and trading lives with a knife you took their soul and they took mine you traded lives and heres a new perspective from another life: i woke up alone again and my addiction drove away my friends, i called her 10 times today and still tried again she finally answered and i cried and cried again asking for forgiveness but she pushed me away again now im stuck in this life for a bitch who was drove away from my addiction that i could've prevented back then now im stuck alone and fighting to survive, my instincts tell me to find a new girl and a job to make some cash tonight but my brain is wired and my body is tired and i need a hit a joint tonight so ill skip my interview and reschedule again for the hundredth time i cant help myself im trying to survive, im addicted and it brought me down ill try to quit another time maybe this time it'll be different this time ill actually try this new drug i took it took me along its side and it was an eye for an eye i pulled the trigger and shot a nigga twice i tried to run away but got caught on time i tried to get away but we just trading lives it wasn't a trade because this shit stole mine...
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