I think im getting tired of caring what these niggas say
Cause i know what i want and f*ck them cowards anyway
Got so going for myself I cant be begging you to stay
Its so much pressure on my heart if you ain't helping go away
An think about it if when you know you got some haters, you know you got some relaters they kicking you while you down but watch how you gone make em traitors
They never give you the props
An never have yu a hand
You coolin if its the ops
But trippin when its ya friend
Why you do me like that when you know I'm stuck in my ways
I was empty handed breaking in houses and got away
That shit was strange, but i thank god that he made a way
Im glad i changed, but i cant run away from my pain
I still remember coming home and jumping straight on the block
I never wanted attention i always wanted a glock
Was slippin hard on my grades an beffin heavy wit pops
See he was big on respect he never could let me talk
He never would let me talk thats why i be holding pain
But i dont give him the fault cause i was heavy to tame
Its crazy how we don't talk my momma think that is lame
Been putting away my heart heart it never can be the same
I think im getting tired of caring what these niggas say
Cause i know what i want and f*ck them cowards anyway
Got so going for myself I cant be begging you to stay
Its so much pressure on my heart if you ain't helping go away
An think about it if when you know you got some haters, you know you got some relaters they kicking you while you down but watch how you gone make em traitors
They never give you the props
An never have yu a hand
You coolin if its the ops
But trippin when its ya friend