X
Bitch you know I'm far from regular
Cashin out or crashin out, I don't know what else life gon bring
I was down and I was out, I ain't have no one else to blame
Remember times when they would doubt a nigga, now they see my pain
I been outchea wildin out, a youngin trying to get paid
I been runnin up a check baby
And to be honest, I got shit I should confess baby
I got problems with love and that come from my x baby
You tell me I need to cool out, know I been stressed lately
They say stay up, I'm always down I try my best baby
I swear I can't get all this shit up off my chest baby
Don't trust nobody, I can't make a bitch my next lady
I broke your heart swear I ain't mean to disrespect baby
I know this karma fuckin with me, I can't rest baby
Now you act like I don't know you
Better days come, I told you
Never changed on my soldiers
These niggas fold up like yoga
My shooter got range like rover
New dope changin up my odor
Put a new hoe on my sofa
Know I been gone a minute
I lost it all I got it back, know you don't know the feeling
Fuck em we ball, don't talk at all, no they don't know my business
My bro stood tall behind them walls all cause his co defendant
Wish I could go back to them days cause I hate reminiscin
Watch this
Trap came, wasn't no option
Now a young nigga up I can pop shit
Livin life so thug like Pac shit
Ridin round with drugs and a chopstick
All my niggas grew up on hot shit
And it's still fuck 12 can't stop shit
I'm cashin out or crashin out, I don't know what else life gon bring
I was down and I was out, I ain't have no one else to blame
Remember times when they would doubt a nigga, now they see my pain
I been outchea wildin out, a youngin trying to get paid
I been runnin up a check baby
And to be honest, I got shit I should confess baby
I got problems with love and that come from my x baby
You tell me I need to cool out, know I been stressed lately
They say stay up, I'm always down I try my best baby
I swear I can't get all this shit up off my chest baby
Don't trust nobody, I can't make a bitch my next lady
I broke your heart swear I ain't mean to disrespect baby
I know this karma fuckin with me, I can't rest baby
Back against the wall and all the odds stacked against you
What you gon do
I been walkin all alone down this lonely road of life
I got problems I can't explain
Hard feelings with no direct aim
Nobody knows what I been through, cause it ain't they business
I paint pictures with my words to ease my mind and hide my pain
I'm out here grindin everyday
Paper my only reward
Remember days when paper could solve all our problems
Ain't been that happy since the day I learned how to record
Now I sit and reminisce
Look how far we done came
I'm up now and I can't even find nobody to blame
All I can say is thanks
Cashin out or crashin out, I don't know what else life gon bring
I was down and I was out, I ain't have no one else to blame
Remember times when they would doubt a nigga, now they see my pain
I been outchea wildin out, a youngin trying to get paid
I been runnin up a check baby
And to be honest, I got shit I should confess baby
I got problems with love and that come from my x baby
You tell me I need to cool out, know I been stressed lately
They say stay up, I'm always down I try my best baby
I swear I can't get all this shit up off my chest baby
Don't trust nobody, I can't make a bitch my next lady
I broke your heart swear I ain't mean to disrespect baby
I know this karma fuckin with me, I can't rest baby
Now you act like I don't know you
Better days come, I told you
Never changed on my soldiers
These niggas fold up like yoga
My shooter got range like rover
New dope changin up my odor
Put a new hoe on my sofa
Know I been gone a minute
I lost it all I got it back, know you don't know the feeling
Fuck em we ball, don't talk at all, no they don't know my business
My bro stood tall behind them walls all cause his co defendant
Wish I could go back to them days cause I hate reminiscin
Watch this
Trap came, wasn't no option
Now a young nigga up I can pop shit
Livin life so thug like Pac shit
Ridin round with drugs and a chopstick
All my niggas grew up on hot shit
And it's still fuck 12 can't stop shit
I'm cashin out or crashin out, I don't know what else life gon bring
I was down and I was out, I ain't have no one else to blame
Remember times when they would doubt a nigga, now they see my pain
I been outchea wildin out, a youngin trying to get paid
I been runnin up a check baby
And to be honest, I got shit I should confess baby
I got problems with love and that come from my x baby
You tell me I need to cool out, know I been stressed lately
They say stay up, I'm always down I try my best baby
I swear I can't get all this shit up off my chest baby
Don't trust nobody, I can't make a bitch my next lady
I broke your heart swear I ain't mean to disrespect baby
I know this karma fuckin with me, I can't rest baby
Back against the wall and all the odds stacked against you
What you gon do
I been walkin all alone down this lonely road of life
I got problems I can't explain
Hard feelings with no direct aim
Nobody knows what I been through, cause it ain't they business
I paint pictures with my words to ease my mind and hide my pain
I'm out here grindin everyday
Paper my only reward
Remember days when paper could solve all our problems
Ain't been that happy since the day I learned how to record
Now I sit and reminisce
Look how far we done came
I'm up now and I can't even find nobody to blame
All I can say is thanks
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Writer(s): Damien Crowder
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