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"Bitter World"

Struggling my past, pain in my
on my last, avoid the deep depressions
Beefing with the I'm so afraid of fallin
And all these fucking turning me into an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I swear this be life
17 and pregnant that can't be right
In love with a man who fucking friend depends on what you like
bitter earth
Ah, this world is crazy, hate on my babies, receive the sight
Just ask the lord to give me the strength so they believe was
And now smooth nigga who trying to get her tonight
the gun and hope that the thug who come just ain't her type
It's a cold world, your sweater close
it big but seems like family the ones who hate the most
That's the damn shame, how you doubt your blood
know my real father, how come he drop my love
Why I'm all alone, there's no one to hug
He me all alone, how could you leave your cub
But fuck it I'm a man with or your ass
ask about my pain, some things I wish that I had
Just thank the man above, my mom's my dad
She working her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no your job demands
No thoughts of contraband I've and let's replan
I've been hell and back, but still I'm here to stand
Mama a house, so fuck it I bought some land
Dying to be the greatest, but greater comes with
Got my business right, and my mama good
Work my just to say I made it out the hood
You fucking right, world
a hundred tears when I see my baby girls
When I see my girls, damn

Sweat and tears, my testimony
know the world is yours, ain't that right, tony?
Gas high, niggas die young
Bad models, that's what that came from
That's what that came
This world, my god
Well, well, my god, well,
This bitter earth,
world, dear world, I need you undivided
And know some choices we made were highly undecided
We keep it mind, we giving them signs, the just disregard it
This bitter earth,
Ah, some in the blind afraid of the light,
But just can't be departed
The things that I seen I wish it was dreams it I'm sleeping hardly
Lost a lot of homies endured a lot of
Pray for nights, slowly they became
I my phone ring, fuck who calling me
I just hope that it's who trying to bother peace
this bitter world, with no apologies
Babies having babies, could your father be
Sick of being tired, and of being broke
Mama worked too hard I of stroke
and words, clearly show me hope
Without it I'm alone, clearly you know.
well, well, amen, well bitter earth