I Can't Help Myself
staring at the sun thinkig of what
i use to do but dont know what i need to u see
its getting hard used what u use to
born in the 80s crack is what my daddy do texting they baby im jyst trying to make it
threw i drive my mommy crazy from all this shit i use to do my mommy that was
praying hope that i make it threw my uncle that was saying nigga u meant the true
but all these preaching they not preaching the Truth and all theses
teaching teaching they not help you she sacrafis his mitss sometimes
the only way that u gone survive u got to hood threw go to bad choices
in life u got to stay true nomatter wyd in life somebody's lookin up to u Rose's and red and the gun of
vilonce anit blue imagine when u tell its not true this pictue perfect but u cant paint the perfect picture i just
want u to understand that I struggle with you when u get down to your knee nigga i know the feeling u dont
want your life depends on your chillin u got do what u gotta just to feed ur chillin black white or asian tell me whats the diffrence any man in world is vanperpose so help me god lies
the penis system was created for our demise cops and juges should or die and growing up in the hood u ehither live
or die
u ehiter bust your ass out a ninety five
i use to do but dont know what i need to u see
its getting hard used what u use to
born in the 80s crack is what my daddy do texting they baby im jyst trying to make it
threw i drive my mommy crazy from all this shit i use to do my mommy that was
praying hope that i make it threw my uncle that was saying nigga u meant the true
but all these preaching they not preaching the Truth and all theses
teaching teaching they not help you she sacrafis his mitss sometimes
the only way that u gone survive u got to hood threw go to bad choices
in life u got to stay true nomatter wyd in life somebody's lookin up to u Rose's and red and the gun of
vilonce anit blue imagine when u tell its not true this pictue perfect but u cant paint the perfect picture i just
want u to understand that I struggle with you when u get down to your knee nigga i know the feeling u dont
want your life depends on your chillin u got do what u gotta just to feed ur chillin black white or asian tell me whats the diffrence any man in world is vanperpose so help me god lies
the penis system was created for our demise cops and juges should or die and growing up in the hood u ehither live
or die
u ehiter bust your ass out a ninety five
Credits
Writer(s): Stefano Mazzacani, Unknown Splits, Chris Decico, Bruce Elliot Smith, Sophia Hurst
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