Sometimes
Sometimes I just want to quit
But I know they want me to lose
Dont wanna starve but it's hard to be legit
So I gotta keep making my moves
Got a hand on it but I need to get a grip
Free will nigga what you gone choose?
Long time coming at the end of the trip
Can't say ain't paid my dues
What's its gone be, what's it's gone be, what's it's gone be Toot?
Do you really understand you can put on fa yo fam but you gotta get yo ass out them streets toot
That's for me too...
I'm tired of worrying bout what we gone eat b4 we go to sleep Toot
Or riding round the city with a whole thang on me
And not coming home till I sell at least 2
I got court in another week or two and
My brother got a case that he tryna beat too
I Heard what's his name tape, it was weak too
And these rap niggas that's on they see thru
All I'm saying is I can really see YOU doing that shit
YOU being the one in the mix
Make it out and bring and bring it back and then we all get rich
It's gone be hard but you gone win if you stay down with it
Sometimes I just want to quit
But I know they want me to lose
Dont wanna starve but it's hard to be legit
So I gotta keep making my moves
Got a hand on it but I need to get a grip
Free will nigga what you gone choose?
Long time coming at the end of the trip
Can't say ain't paid my dues
Do I live do I die? Do I try do I let it go?
Do I hide? do I let it show?
Can I tell em do I let em know?
Can I make it can I really go to the stars and back?
What if every Rodney told me was really fact
What if my presence is really bigger than rap
Thinking back on when I did it for fun
Now it's all business my daughter she need them funds
So Sun up to down im out here working on my craft
But every now and then that pressure creep up on me
Depression start messing with my head
If it wasn't for my faith in God I'd be dead
Alotta days it be hard to get up out the bed
Alotta days suicide be going thru my head
Alotta nights I be feeling like I just really don't give a fuck
I Think about Nevaeh and get back up
Sometimes I just want to quit
But I know they want me to lose
Dont wanna starve but it's hard to be legit
So I gotta keep making my moves
Got a hand on it but I need to get a grip
Free will nigga what you gone choose?
Long time coming at the end of the trip
Can't say ain't paid my dues
But I know they want me to lose
Dont wanna starve but it's hard to be legit
So I gotta keep making my moves
Got a hand on it but I need to get a grip
Free will nigga what you gone choose?
Long time coming at the end of the trip
Can't say ain't paid my dues
What's its gone be, what's it's gone be, what's it's gone be Toot?
Do you really understand you can put on fa yo fam but you gotta get yo ass out them streets toot
That's for me too...
I'm tired of worrying bout what we gone eat b4 we go to sleep Toot
Or riding round the city with a whole thang on me
And not coming home till I sell at least 2
I got court in another week or two and
My brother got a case that he tryna beat too
I Heard what's his name tape, it was weak too
And these rap niggas that's on they see thru
All I'm saying is I can really see YOU doing that shit
YOU being the one in the mix
Make it out and bring and bring it back and then we all get rich
It's gone be hard but you gone win if you stay down with it
Sometimes I just want to quit
But I know they want me to lose
Dont wanna starve but it's hard to be legit
So I gotta keep making my moves
Got a hand on it but I need to get a grip
Free will nigga what you gone choose?
Long time coming at the end of the trip
Can't say ain't paid my dues
Do I live do I die? Do I try do I let it go?
Do I hide? do I let it show?
Can I tell em do I let em know?
Can I make it can I really go to the stars and back?
What if every Rodney told me was really fact
What if my presence is really bigger than rap
Thinking back on when I did it for fun
Now it's all business my daughter she need them funds
So Sun up to down im out here working on my craft
But every now and then that pressure creep up on me
Depression start messing with my head
If it wasn't for my faith in God I'd be dead
Alotta days it be hard to get up out the bed
Alotta days suicide be going thru my head
Alotta nights I be feeling like I just really don't give a fuck
I Think about Nevaeh and get back up
Sometimes I just want to quit
But I know they want me to lose
Dont wanna starve but it's hard to be legit
So I gotta keep making my moves
Got a hand on it but I need to get a grip
Free will nigga what you gone choose?
Long time coming at the end of the trip
Can't say ain't paid my dues
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Polk
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