(Intro)
Im tryna Play My Cards right,
(verse 1)
Im tryna Play My Cards right,I wanna win the lotto,
Im tired bein broke,Wakin Up Every tommorow,
I Cant answer your text,I couldn't Pay my phone bill,
I cant get to school Cuz My Mom cant pay the gas Still,
So what's Education,when Your Stuck At home ?
Wishin for a mathafucken Money Tree to grow,
Bummy When I dress ,So what the fucks Bless,
Im Out here Tryna Make it to relieve this fuckin Stress,
get off my fuckin back,Cuz You Really weigh Alot,
Your fatter than the pastor,Who tryta show me god,
Have you even considered,gettin on diet,
it would do me well, thats advice,try it,
My Stomach's been pissed off,I haven't gotten Sleep
Yea iv'e been countin sheep,to eat,
These Local Jobs Dont look to hire me,
Cuz I rock an Afro,And speak like rapper speaks,
(Bridge X2)
I mean what do you expect from a mathfucken ,
Child neglect,who All he had was Music,
The Only Way he Gained Respect,
(Verse 2)
Rappin since the third grade ,In the worst ways,
My Teacher pickin On Me on me cause I couldnt read the phrase,
The Dudes Stomach full of Peanut butter,
From last night dinner supper,
The Only food On his Kitchen Counter,Savin the last bit of milk for his little
brothers,
Due to the fact that my is an immigrant,
These God Damn Food Stamps aint enough,
Cuz were still hungry ,with No A.C in our truck,
Im just fed up,Cuz I dont live life with My head up,
and when i Think twice,the Devil doesnt let up,
Thats Why I walk around Blank in the face,
Cuz I dont really care,Cuz my Thoughts are in space,
My Love Is Erased,When there no Love in My way,
So Bitch Im Still an Asshole,fuckin up your day,
(Verse 3)
They Say I need counselin,I say I need the fame,
They Say I need Rehab,I say I need the Fame,
They I say need God,But Fuckin Up His Name,
Cuz I stopped Goin Church,and Curse His name in vein,
I wish thay I can change,for the better,
Cuz I Owe Momma More than Just a Nice Sweater,
I wanna buy her the world cuz She mathafucken desrves it,
She Only Lives once,Unless make it with a Purpose,
(Verse 4)
Odd futurist kids Tyler was really fuckin right,
Cuz the World judges us,just by the things we fucken hide,
inside,some of us do grow up fucked up in our mental
so We fucken Act out untill it becomes a cycle,
So To all you mothefuckers that live the good life,
that love to critique about the kids that live my life,
its in our fuckin Nature,to not give a fuck,
to be egostistic,no matter whats the cost,
(Chorus x4)
So Fuck What you think
Fuck what you think
this is our life
this is our life.
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Im tryna Play My Cards right,
(verse 1)
Im tryna Play My Cards right,I wanna win the lotto,
Im tired bein broke,Wakin Up Every tommorow,
I Cant answer your text,I couldn't Pay my phone bill,
I cant get to school Cuz My Mom cant pay the gas Still,
So what's Education,when Your Stuck At home ?
Wishin for a mathafucken Money Tree to grow,
Bummy When I dress ,So what the fucks Bless,
Im Out here Tryna Make it to relieve this fuckin Stress,
get off my fuckin back,Cuz You Really weigh Alot,
Your fatter than the pastor,Who tryta show me god,
Have you even considered,gettin on diet,
it would do me well, thats advice,try it,
My Stomach's been pissed off,I haven't gotten Sleep
Yea iv'e been countin sheep,to eat,
These Local Jobs Dont look to hire me,
Cuz I rock an Afro,And speak like rapper speaks,
(Bridge X2)
I mean what do you expect from a mathfucken ,
Child neglect,who All he had was Music,
The Only Way he Gained Respect,
(Verse 2)
Rappin since the third grade ,In the worst ways,
My Teacher pickin On Me on me cause I couldnt read the phrase,
The Dudes Stomach full of Peanut butter,
From last night dinner supper,
The Only food On his Kitchen Counter,Savin the last bit of milk for his little
brothers,
Due to the fact that my is an immigrant,
These God Damn Food Stamps aint enough,
Cuz were still hungry ,with No A.C in our truck,
Im just fed up,Cuz I dont live life with My head up,
and when i Think twice,the Devil doesnt let up,
Thats Why I walk around Blank in the face,
Cuz I dont really care,Cuz my Thoughts are in space,
My Love Is Erased,When there no Love in My way,
So Bitch Im Still an Asshole,fuckin up your day,
(Verse 3)
They Say I need counselin,I say I need the fame,
They Say I need Rehab,I say I need the Fame,
They I say need God,But Fuckin Up His Name,
Cuz I stopped Goin Church,and Curse His name in vein,
I wish thay I can change,for the better,
Cuz I Owe Momma More than Just a Nice Sweater,
I wanna buy her the world cuz She mathafucken desrves it,
She Only Lives once,Unless make it with a Purpose,
(Verse 4)
Odd futurist kids Tyler was really fuckin right,
Cuz the World judges us,just by the things we fucken hide,
inside,some of us do grow up fucked up in our mental
so We fucken Act out untill it becomes a cycle,
So To all you mothefuckers that live the good life,
that love to critique about the kids that live my life,
its in our fuckin Nature,to not give a fuck,
to be egostistic,no matter whats the cost,
(Chorus x4)
So Fuck What you think
Fuck what you think
this is our life
this is our life.
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