I have no where to go
Nothing to show
Im hangin at the end of my rope
But new days keep comin
Im not frontin
I kno Im stressin
Madd lies goin round
But in the end
It dont matter who said it
Or if its true
Im on my grind
Doin what I gotta do
And now what?
No roof, no guap
DAMN I feel stuck
I swear to God I feel like givin up
Throw the towel in
6 feet under, face up
Then I think about my daughter and regret it
But yea I still said it
If workin hard dont make me stable
How the fukk Im s'posed to get it
So please TELL ME
What a bitch gotta do
I've tried and I've tried
But its just no use
All the tears from the pain
Got me goin thru this agony
If there's supposed to better days
Then why's my life filled with:
Tragedy? Heart break?
And phony back stabbin mutha fukkas
I been tryna live straight
But now I feel like gettin Gutta,
Grimey, Shiesty, straight fukkin Bitch Mode
The voices say I should give in
But I dont mutha fukkin think so
T.B.C....
