$-Way It Is

raised up in this poverty,so aint too much that bother me, only thing it's gotta be,my pops was never proud of me, aint no telling if he see, id like to be a better b, this hands i was dealt you see, a fuckin ghetto fantasy, so why they call it devils deeds,, ain't nothing out here for free, no choice it's that time of need, i risk it for my fuckin seeds, same time i aint tryna bleed,get capped back there yo boy ol D, tomorrow aint no gaurentee, the only way i cope is weed , been thru so much tragedy , never lived that lavishly, wishing for change drastically, everything weighs heavily, everything im balancing, put that with the mentally, dont forget the physically, now handle that shit skillfully, i ain't livin rightously, aint the life i wanna lead, who are u to judge on me, best u get the fuck off b, i been scarred emotionally ,take every step cautiously, shit aint no monopoly, fuckin with the glock 23 if you think I'm tripping cause I'm acting really different over past years I been on lots of bullshit I ain't quitting think about the past I miss it don't know why I had to give it for this life im fuckin living shits fucked up im still here living, sipping mixing drugs n drank and puffing on that fuckin dank when life feels like it's too much to take it helps my mind be gone away everyday I try to make a fuckin couple dollars I'm to late my daughter she was trying to wait no hug and kiss from Dad today only one relationship, seems one always had to dip, been thru all the toxic shit,aint no telling lots of shit, still I didn't wanna quit, still the script it had to flip, to that ill just take a sip, the next chapter page ill flip, came home that first day i quit, emotions i couldnt handle it, instead of getting turned n lit, overthinking dark room id sit, would i do it all again, fuck no i just accept the end, but these feelings cant hold in, picked up the fuckin paper n pen, n these days i know whats up, cuz my time shit b running up, just when i felt like givin up, nah get that fuckin paper up, aint nothin else that i can do, im fuckin trying to keep my cool, u rarely see me act a fool, the streets i really keep a tool, , i need to get my life on track, but whats the point im just going back, so ijust ll stick to slangin sack, so this shit where my life is at, everything im spitting is real facts, i been there twice n fuckin crapped, n still think of one day im capped, wont see my daughters gown and cap,