Xix sick 😷 geraration

Ah do you when we didn’t have a penny to our name We didn’t wait until halloween to on doors Not always been wise, I wanted to be like the adults back at home , my brody use to call me but i didn’t reply when he left me a message we would walk together going around denver we use to fight just for a bad look, a sick generation,i use to play clown in class, now my math teacher counts on me i have to make my clase mate dance it’s wild,of course my life has change, no longer the kid i use to be now i treat my my selfe i can get a pair of J I’m no wrong about my mates we were young and unruly we had the same destination times in our diaries I’ve never run from a fight , sometimes with four against me i’ve got dingari mentality,i i don’t talk crap CB’s in my blood DK’s in my blood i don’t forget my roots, that’s y the beat are bouncing At night I think about the future but the past resurfaces, they wonder when i’ll sick they think i’m titanic I’ve never been stingy, my heart is wide open ask my dawgs even my own enemies still eat at my table some true soldiers still remain and other end up dust even if you alway have money , you’ll have to pay up one day my heart is encased in barbed wire, love have rejected me me young ladie doesn’t know mohamed, she wants YRN4LIFE life is sad yeah, cupid has walked away in two weeks they want a ring and to call you bae But it’s not the same now time have changed i’m out of Breath, i didn’t finish the race I’ve known misery, I didn’t cry for help one eye on the clock counting down , but when is it going to end? If i’m taken from this life life, i have no regrets, it was a pleasure the street stolen my youth,genuine friendship i can’t hold it against them, they made a true warrior out me, true to my priciples,true to my family i haven’t change my just for some hit or groupies god forgive me, my passion put me on different path we spend our time sinning , we ended up drowing in it and i’ve had the real experience, no need to make up stories and those who love me tday, did she love me yesterday? Is she going to love me tomorrow when I’m no longer in the itunes charts? No need for reassurances, no need for new friends the night i move in to denver, i have no need for my guards we lost DK, rest in peace and BQ’s life, those guys down there never find peace again more checked by officers than teachers i feel like a stain on this god-damned landscape haters take it out on the car windshield and the next day act normal when they see me, making me paranoid fuck everyone, i’m telling you, fuck everyone I need a tune to show them that I’m mad …. YR