Fed up or Tide bro

you wasn't born with a demon playing close to the edge knowing that you scared. fear is the belt.pull ya self together iam big pla real pressure when ever you ready just get ya steppers. iam gone leave them marching iam very ready burry ready when its on site.its a go January to December iam stepping on you hoes that go for you niggas.that play game close when the gang god get ya. its to late when ya eyes closed feet up i no you fed up i peep ya tide of the hoe shit.money get ya locked up stressing don't get ya no were but its the key.to keep you were you wanna be.the truth don't mean shit if don't set you free aint no jail birds were iam from.you get the texas tee. it aint no good news.thats why i don't wach ya television.open ya eyes for they open ya mellion.