Im stressed the $#&@ out yo i guess its baby momma drama, I swear to god i hate the (*##$ but i $#&@in love her, And all the %#@! im goin threw all the memories, Of when i was a lil kid just my freinds n me, Had no problems respected no (*##$, But then i got caught up right in the open,
Its like this (*##$, Jus came n took my heart from me, No disrespect girl you'll always be apart of me, We got a daughter now its still hard to believe, Smoke up dis weed just to keep the stress relieved, N to my true bros, You kno ill always have your back, Jus call me up more dawg lets chill n have a chat, N im talkin bout my boys from way back, When we was juss some youngins in the ghetto laid back, %#@! i would do anything just to get those days back, Im sure you would to dawg yaint gotta fake that


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I got noone els so i speak to the beat, It feeds me the fire that i need to proceed, Threw these cold streets of the Dub P G, My lifes like a movie and i got the best seat



Since the age of 13 ive bin up on the microphone, Rippin tracks up wit the villans and the tightest bros,
Its all memories now tho %#@!, I got a new style new flow new click same (*##$ i came wit,

$#&@ being famous mutha$#&@as already know what my name is, Comin from the chilli city on that Winnipeg %#@!,
Memories of the past gettin faded in the ba!@&(t, Wit my boys gettin 83 wasted,
Pop a pill here pop a pill there gotta live life to the fullest while we still here,

But these mutha$#&@in drugs messed my god dam head up, Said $#&@ rehab i just got fed up,
Gotta stand tall keep ya god dam head up, Man what the $#&@ am i sayin im still up on these drugs probly neva get betta