Myron Wright - Why Lyrics

I got a heart full of gold and my soul is passionate
Nobody ever wanted to rap when I was on that "rapper shit"
But I stayed down got me a scale a little green
Even when I did that I never had me a team
I always was dolo
I always stayed by myself
I never paid attention to what they was doing right over there
I came home and seen my bag and my scale sitting on the bed
Then I start rubbin like damn here we go again
I just grabbed my bag and I called my mans like yo
Come match one cause I aint gone be able to come outside for a minute
I'm feeling so finished I'm feeling like this is the ending
Of everything I been progressing for
Yeah I really meant it
She came home and started yelling like you gone bring this in my house
I couldn't even say a word just looking stupid on the couch
I replied did you forget you told me I cant have no job
So I had to make a way to get some money on the side
You wont listening so typical don't take this as im dissin you
But this deep in my heart and taking tolls right on my physical
We could barely afford the food
Could barely even afford some soap
Man I'm just so tired of bein f*cking broke
Man I'm tired of being broke
Why I do the things I do
Why I move the way I move
Seem like no one understand me so I rather talk to you
So many times I looked up to the sky
And wondering when someone'll ask me why
When somebody ask me why
Why I do the things I do
Why move the way I move
Seem like no one understand me so I rather talk to you
Been so many times I looked up to the sky
And I prayed to God wont somebody ask me why
Why cant you ask me why
Found out my father wont my father
And now I got these questions in my head I'm starting to harbor
Well whose this nigga that done left me hanging with my mama
In these trailer parks and such
These the reasons I spark shit up
She told me it's this nigga that I knew throughout my life
Now that I think about it when he was around it was a vibe
Back then I aint understand it I was only probably 5
The first time I realized it
In the backseat of Twila car crying
I was such an angry child
I smoke my weed and sip my lean hope pain just vanquish now
In the back of class I'm pouring up in front... now
She asked me what is that I looked at her and faked a smile
My aunt told me that I almost killed my mama brought my soul to defeat
My other aunt had told my cousin the bad influence was me
And mayne that really tripped me out because she older than me
And now they wonder why when I come around I really don't speak
Why I do the things I do
Why I move the way I move
Seem like no one understand me so I rather talk to you
So many times I looked up to the sky
And wondering when someone'll ask me why
When somebody ask me why
Why I do the things I do
Why move the way I move
Seem like no one understand me so I rather talk to you
Been so many times I looked up to the sky
And I prayed to God wont somebody ask me why
Why cant you ask me why