My life My life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go
No place to go
A lot of confusion
It's like illusion
Like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
Yeah OP I went from back
filthy to filthy rich
Man the emotions change
So I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on
They turned around and spit
Right in my face
So Game and Buck
Both can suck dick
Now when you hear 'em it may
sound like it's some other shit
Cause I'm ain't writing anymore
They not making hits
I'm far from perfect
There's so many lessons
I done learned
If money is evil look at
All the evil I done heard
I'm doing what I'm supposed to
I'm a writer
I'mm a fighter entrepeneur
Fresh off the sewer
Watch me manouver
What's it to you
The track I laced it
It's better than basic
This is my recovery
My come back in
My life My life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go
No place to go
A lot of confusion
It's like illusion
Like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try yeah
While you were sipping your own
kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sheds
sharpening my machete
Sipping some of of that
revenge juice
Getting my taste buds ready
To whoop down this spaghetti
Or should I say this spaghett-even
I think you fucking meatballs
keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished
motherfucker
It's only the beginning
He's buggin' again
He's straight thuggin'
Fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out
And have them bitches
plugged in me
Motherfucking wall with
3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other and dump them
then pluck him motherfuckers in each
One of your eyesockets
cause I thought you might
finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing
your c-cks-ckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood
My sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up
You’re gonna end up regretting
you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute
Yeah It's happening again
I'm thinking about the same
Motherfuck everybody that's up
in this bitch But 50
Cause this is all I know
This is why so hard I go
I swear to God
I put my heart and soul
into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped so all I do is rap
But everytime I rap
I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into
this bubble
Oh oh I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle
My life's in a crisis
Christ how was I supposed to know shit
Would turn up like it did feels like
I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
Shit I almost wish that
I would have never made
Recovery kid
Cause I'm running in circles with
My life My life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go
No place to go
A lot of confusion
It's like illusion
Like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
I haven't been this fucking confused
since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records
People forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM
in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer Michael Myers
I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say the same classic
Get your ass kicked man crook
Wrap your head up in plastic
Pussy now pick the casket
dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic
It's sad it's
Never gonna end
Now we number one again
With that frown on your face
And your heart full of hate
Accept it respect it
This a gift God gave me
like the air in the lungs
And fucking thing with it
My life My life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go
No place to go
A lot of confusion
It's like illusion
Like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try