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Just tryna breathe out here, you know? Find that peaceful place Tryna relax, you know? Grow old on some cool stoner, smokin', vibed out shit, ya dig? Wasn't expected to be shit I came up rough, I expected to be slick I came up poor, I expected to be rich Joke's on you for neglectin' this G shit My Pops died, left his all for me I asked God, "Hold my daughter for me" Feel my pain, light a quarter for me Money's cool but respect's more important for me Goin' through it with trust issues Loved by all, I got me enough issues Questin' for peace but I be on the streets thinkin' I ain't got me enough pistols Watchin' my back but I'm sayin' the fuck wit'chu? I'm already in the mix If they want a nigga dead, I'm already on the list Kickin' through the mud, I been holdin' steady in this shit If I got the plug, never actin' petty with this shit Throw me in the whip, I am like Andretti on the stick This the fast life but I hit the brakes Threw it in neutral, I'm tryna get in place 'Cause niggas'll shoot you right up in your face SongtexteI pass you a joint knowin' the shit is laced I'm thinkin', "God damn, could I get a break?" Life's a bitch, when you eat her out, it leave a bitter taste Life's a bitch, who am I to complain? If it's joy, then there gotta be pain If it's sun, then there gotta be rain Life's a bitch, try to hit it like the lottery game Life's a bitch, who am I to complain? If it's joy, then there gotta be pain If it's sun, then there gotta be rain Life's a bitch, try to hit it like the lottery game I'm just lookin' to find my happy place When you a die a couple niggas'll give you accolades Activate my chi to evacuate Meditate, smoke one, break down, evaporate Momma told me she loved me but God love me more Sleep and ask the Heavens, what could God love me for? Told to deal with my demons, I did it all wrong Served myself a little weed, yeah, it was hard bein' poor Please excuse me for not actin' Godly before My rapport mean a lot to me, my armies adored May my seed be blessed and the sea be blessed And this weed be blessed from my ominous force Ghost Life's a bitch, who am I to complain? If it's joy, then there gotta be pain If it's sun, then there gotta be rain Life's a bitch, try to hit it like the lottery game Life's a bitch, who am I to complain? If it's joy, then there gotta be pain If it's sun, then there gotta be rain Life's a bitch, try to hit it like the lottery game Life's a bitch, who am I to complain? If it's joy, then there gotta be pain If it's sun, then there gotta be rain Life's a bitch, try to hit it like the lottery game Aus Songtexte Mania