life

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i guess this is the fade and 11 pounds i weigh, and i see these people talking but i don't know what there sayin', i see my arms moving but i don't have control, feels like i've been here before and they just recycled my soul, cause i ain't been here long, yet i still understand, how to do things like grab what evers in the palm of my hand, doctors put me in a cell i thought i'd never get out, until a couple people scooped me took my back to their hours, it was then i started learning what this place was about, when i'm alone in a room, sometimes i stare at the wall, but i got tired of that and so i started to crawl, crawling that turned in to walking, walking to running to ballin' ballin', and playin' with the other kids till mama was calling for me, to come inside, run inside, trip on the curb, skin my knee on the pavement and said some horrible words that i hears, from the other little kids around the corner of the block, mama heard me i got popped, so i stopped, or maybe i just learned how not to get caught, something strange tell me why everything is starting to change, i guess this life ain't all about chasing material things, it's about pleasing me, me it's all about mine, i would do anything just to make that dime, shouldn't ever see her pulling out that dime, it never woud've made me wanna choose that grind, now i'm feeling like everybodys out to get me, gangbangers took me in, now the hoods ridin' with me, and i'm living in the fast lane, gotta make that fast change, cause time change quick, ask mike vick, now my rides clean, i'm only seventeen, pockets on creatine, i'm on top of the world, i'm in the club free, all in vip, all drinks on me, i'm on top of your girl, i got a lotta funds, enjoy the young guns, so i can sit back, and get the kick back, fell like i'm missin' something, so i bought some more stuff, money, jewelry, houses, cars, women, still it ain't enough, i gotta get more, g-gotta get more, because the tv says, i need more greed more, moneyyy! cocaine, moneyyy! ball out, moneyyy! baby momma, so i crank it up!, i made a little money than i made a bit more, with the money that i made from the day before, and i ain't ever had this kind of pay before, and these models ain't never gave me play before, cause i'm on spaceship gone, i'm so gone i forgot my home, didn't even notice cause of all that chrome, and can't nobody touch it cause i'm in my zone, so now i'm in the club chillin' out one night, broad came in with a dress so tight, swag on check game split just right, yada yada yada now she's my wife, 10 years greater and 3 jits later, i'm still makin hits kocnick out these haterz, god pullin' at me but i'll try that later, cause i'm livin' on the darkside runnin' like the pharcyde, took a breath, now i'm back at it, didn't mention that i picked up a cigarette habit, and it got a little harder to breath, doc say i gotta disease, smoke! smoke! i need that to cope, cause life still cold if u ain't got hope, the world is a stage so try not to choke, my swag done got so perfect, that i feel like i'm surfin', i sold my soul to earth, and i wonder if it's worth it, cigarettes are testing me, and they gone get the best of me, baby mama stressing me, and i thought god was blessin' me, this ain't what i thought of, when iwas getting caught up, in that terry benedict, ain't nobody benefit, all my life was filled with this, now my body feelin' sick, this as raw as feelings get, and ain't nobody feelin' this, i know god is real in this, but ain't nobody feelin' this, if i could do it all again, i'd do it different, i'd do it different, i'd do it different, if i could do it all again, i'd do it different, i'd do it different, i'd do it different, if i could do it all again, i'd do it different, i'd do it different, i'd do it different