Sometimes
Lyrics
Let me turn the page, and open your eyes I got something to say before all the hope in me dies Ever since i was born i was cursed with this life No family night at my house just drama and lies I was raised by one when most are raised by two I don't blame her tho mama i love you I just hated school i was never considered cool They used make fun and i felt like a fool I had like one homie and that was my fucken dog Mans best friend until she was gone Then i was on my own, i lost focus I guess thats when all my bridges where broken I started smokin' a couple jays a day And that started when i was eight and in the 3rd grade I thought about takin' my life multiple times But i never spoke about it i just kept it in my mind (Instrumental) Fast forward to my teenage years I'm much more popular now but i don't even care No one likes me for me naw They like me for that fact that i could get em some weed I never had a real job i found my way in the streets I didn't put up with bullshit i pissed on my family tree I'm a black sheep, drop out drug addict With some crazy hair and a fucked up cussin' habit I used to steal for the meal But when you hungry and homeless in the hood Man this shits real I went on to harder drugs, some of them designer Most of it was crystal meth made by moonshiners So who's wiser, the man that lives in misery Or the man haunted by his own history? Eventually I got a victory and hit skins 9 months later I had my first kid (Instrumental) Jump ahead another 5 n my lifes changed I got two now both from the same name I've had a few jobs in-between the hustle But nothing sufficient enough to satisfy the struggle I stay humble I'm trying ta be a better guy I wanna watch my children live a happy life I finally found somethin' I'm kinda good at I rather be a good dad than write a good rap Everyday I'm livin', i live a little different I'm tryna ta pave a smooth path so they'll quit trippin' I put my heart and soul into this rhyme book I can't stop now, look at all the time its took I'm all in i got my chips on the line Full house in my hand man ill be fine I'm a keep spittin' real until they kill me Till death do us part Im a keep this shit filthy
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:01
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 97 BPM