Hurtin' (feat. MoThoro & Rasual)

We can't do the usual
My ideas, got 'em in motion
Late night in the studio
It's gon' take a lot of devotion
Spread the word through word of mouth
I don't need a lot of promotion
Just tell your mom and 'em
I don't even gotta get posted
Hurtin' its the life I choose but I'm
Hurtin' hurtin'
Couple a years to go then it's curtains
Cause I can't waste my time I swear I been
Hurtin' it the life I choose but I'm
Hurtin' hurtin'
I can't work a job and I'm certain
But somethings got to give I'm tryna blow

And her I am tryna make this weed stretch
Struggling just cause I refuse to receive checks
From that white man
My left is keeping secrets from my right hand
Cause I believe that you shouldn't speak it until you reach it
Parents taught me if I had thought it then I could be it
But realities of time had made my route less, scenic
Headed through Phoenix eyes flooded with innocence
That state is like my second home in a sense
Cause every time I'd go there
I'd kick it with the niggas that I know there
Still come back every summer with new images
Remember that red Infiniti stuck on the side of the rode
Calling my pops we like an hour from home
See that's the type of shit that
The type of shit that keeps me optimistic
I didn't how we'd make it home but wasn't no doubts or ifs
Just a matter of when
That's how I'm feeling like this shit is now
A million marathons before I sit it down
These niggas know

Hurtin' its the life I choose but I'm
Hurtin' hurtin'
Couple a years to go then it's curtains
Cause I can't waste my time I swear I been
Hurtin' it the life I choose but I'm
Hurtin' hurtin'
I can't work a job and I'm certain
But somethings got to give I'm try

We can't do the usual
My ideas, got 'em in motion
Late night in the studio
It's gon' take a lot of devotion
Spread the word through word of mouth
I don't need a lot of promotion
Just tell your mom and 'em
I don't even gotta get posted
Hurtin' its the life I choose but I'm
Hurtin' hurtin'
Couple a years to go then it's curtains
Cause I can't waste my time I swear I been
Hurtin' it the life I choose but I'm
Hurtin' hurtin'
I can't work a job and I'm certain
But somethings got to give I'm tryna blow



Credits
Writer(s): Morris Taylor
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