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Lil B lyrics : "Giving Up"

[Intro]
Yes,
Sometimes I feel like giving up

It's that real hip hop

[Hook]

I sell dope everyday just to make a cut,
Police in the hood say, "Try your luck,"
Metaphor to my life

I'm not grinding enough
I feel like giving up


[Verse 1]
Man, there's time in my life I feel like giving up
All this hate that I hear

Man I heard enough
Mom told that should get a job
Drug dealer in the hood tryna get me to rob

I really feel like the pressure of money
People live five cars, big houses
That ain't me

I'm tryna figure out how I'm goin' eat
I was shopping Whole Foods,
But that %#@! ain't cheap

So I'm buying cheeseburgers four times a week
Drinking Hennessy right before I sleep
People don't understand cause I don't tell no one

Sometimes I really feel like getting a gun
We was born into a gang
Old rules, old news

Written the books people think we supposed to
I ain't goin' lie, don't compare me to those dudes
Who say the rap game, everybody eating they head

If you ain't gotta cut then it's try your luck
Sometimes I really wonder if my time is up
Cool people die for the strangest things

I understand the game and I play for free
My head hurt, walking around all this damn debris
I feel like sitting back and just pushing weed

The feds on my back wanna catch the cat
I need green eggs and ham, (*##$,
And a sandwich

The world gone
The %#@! bigger
It's my family, some people say I'm insane

Albert Eistein
Way too blessed with the hearing and hindsight
It's way more than rap

It's the pain
^!$$%s see it, put em' to shame
And you see me cry, but I never complain

I'll build your house or I'll a drive plane
^!$$%s come in my house
You gotta respect the game

The gun make you feel like the Jetsons came
Oakland, what it do?
Berkley, what it do?

Richmond, what it do?
I'm still depressed
And I drive Bentley coups

Still in the hood
With the 9s in the roof, you feel me?
I ain't goin' lie

^!$$%s lying, I'm the truth
$#&@ what you heard, I'mma tell you what I know
This that word from God, I'mma tell you from my soul

If I lied everyday than I wouldn't grow
I'm not no pimp
I'm not no corporate $$# ho

That pimp with a suit and a mask on
Them fake mother$#&@ers wanna lay on the asphalt
But nonviolence is the best protest

^!$$%s, $#&@ your guns and $#&@ your vest
If you love Lil B than I love you to death
^!$$%s, life good

Mother$#&@er I'm stressed
I'mma turn that stress into some mother$#&@ing pressure
Pressure make diamonds,
Lay em' on the dresser
Shout out to Casey, don't go back to jail

You say,"$#&@ the police," but the police love you
The wear a suit and they looking for your suit
I love earth and I'm happy
Pray we all survive, you feel me?
Most people in the hood only talk with knives

Short tempers and them bull%#@! lies
Putting kids through hell
I don't respect those guys, you feel me?
Suckers at the top, haters at the bottom
And you goin' stay right there

I don't lie ^!$$%, I stay right here

[Bridge]
We won't give up
We won't give up

We won't give up
We goin' make it
We won't give up
We won't give up
We won't give up
We goin' make it

We won't give up
We won't give up
We won't give up
Lil B, you goin' make it

[Hook]

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