Y ME

Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me I'm tired of lyin I'm tired of cryin I'm tired of bullshit I'm tired of people that think livin longer provide you a puplit I'm tired of findin a beat that's fire That I never get to cuz I'm uninspired By the time I get to it I'm uber wired Lackin all the equipment the song require My god please tell me you'll stop this Cuz I'm feeling loose change outta pocket Might hit a few stains On a few trains Startin fueds I ain't even flodgin Chill wit yo boo thang Hittin boof mane Tell the truth you ain't really got it I might hit the corner store for forty four more And just the beat cuz I ain't got no logic My aim is neurotic when I get angry But I thank ma and kitty for keepin me solid Zae everyday I still look at my wallet You more than a friend just don't know what to call it Mad we stopped talking when I went to college Mad that my favorite homies keep droppin Know they ain't here but I know I still got em Feel like my life is revenge of the fallen So please pardon me if I get diabolic I'm fly on my own I don't need a co pilot Quit gassin me up I don't need no more mileage I don't need no more milage I do what I do so my people keep smilin But interrupt that promise we could get violent Clean in the day in the streets he be wylin Mean what I say otherwise I'd be silent Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Homie ain't make it the kickback was canceled Tt ain't see my first song I want answers Lost her to cancer Seem to me pain a lack of understandin but that I'm demandin Can't even see all my siblins like damn it Try spendin Christmas alone it do damage Got me lookin up to god like the f*ck is you plannin The f*ck is you plannin Seven summers spent on visitation Trauma kind of became entertainin Underfed was such an understatement Momma tried wit me she did amazin Only difference wit my other niggas When it come to niggas is they didn't make it And that don't mean they in the grave Just mean we don't get to integrate Once upon a time we could share dinner plates Why that disintegrate A couple of young niggas hit a play Gas station groceries envisionin how y'all gon get away But y'all had to get away What y'all had to get away from What y'all had to get away from Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me Why me