My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go

All the confusion, it's like an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide, no matter how hard I try


Yeah, OP I went from back filthy to filthy rich
Man the emotions change so I can never trust a (*##$

I tried to help ^!$$%s get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other %#@!

Cause I'm ain't writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned

I'm doing what I'm supposed to
I'm a writer, I'm a fighter, entrepreneur
Fresh off the sewer, watch me maneuver, what's it to you?

The track I laced it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback in


My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go

All the confusion, it's like an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide, no matter how hard I try