Interstate I 10
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Category : Songs
Sub Category : Rap
Rap is a sport breaking cocaine down with the back of a fork living off a tight budget don't Evan have a EP but the streets love me living homeless saying one day I will make it kicked out of my mom's house no where to go but I keep saying it's ok Ive been down this road before another cold night no where to sleep tight just so I can have a meal id steal or catch a P. I. Did what ever I could whatever would work but this is my time the stars have finally aligned no more sleeping out side looking up at constellations altercations killer lyrical combination homeless good thing I no longer have to talk about that topic of conversation I know It ain't shit all I did was 3 months in general population I've been through it all lost everything musics all I got I want it to be my occupation so stop debating I just want to come up but to many hatin but life's complicated tomorrow isn't promised they say I I ain't going places but I go in places now I scuff stay strapped up like I'm doing home invasions I don't care if thees rappers rap off the top I'm just trying to rap my self off the block doing songs battles Cyphers music anything so I won't see a unit the these allegations got me pacing haters be hating suicide I be contemplating let's face it the world isn't redy for me I belong in a jail cell I've raised hell for so long mom I'm sorry that I did worng to all my homies in Garza I dedicate this song I'm just here to restore faith fuck with me get a knife to your upper arm that's what I call shoulder blade back in school I was voted most likely to have a court date but don't you see every artist want a future for free so they can drop there mixtape and get love because it's featuring me better life I'm pessimistic but I've seen things that will make a grown man wet his britches had it all from ramen spreads to 100 dollar dishes I'm just telling it like is and I just pray people would listen to me I remember I was homeless in street and my mission was to get a roof over my head and something eat I accomplished that mission complete fuck guns my lyrics pack enough heat this hard work is hard work no vacation I'm gonna be known all across the states your barly known in Vegas why do so many hat us they need to get a taste of the antidote the remedy I remember when there was no vacancys and my mother was my only hope smoking weed and she thought I was doing dope but I'm just bored with life so I light the trees or write another horrifying speech being homeless just sucks everyday I get called a looser and a fuck up I'm done k? Sun rays gun play traffic down a 1 way stripes like a referree bitch all I do is runn game get some hate I knew I was gonna make it some day
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