Big ChewBakka

Real life scorerior you know? Fly guy, high till I die LS Uh, I need to work on myself as a person Don't come round if you gone cause me hurting's Close curtains Twenty-four years old and I'm still soul searching I hope it's worth it Because I really been feeling worthless Don't you know this all I got? Yeah screaming out the window, middle finger like Pac Yeah big Chewbacca I'm a star, I ain't bringing no war to my opps You can still get got And I don't care if you the ceiling, the sky, the floor or the ground You can still get mopped Remember back they ain't give me my props Let em live?, yeah, I think not I know some people that want me knocked My life suck but they want my spot You pulled a gun on me but I ain't get shot You pulled a gun on me but I got God Wonder what I'd be without my moms And thank God I ain't have my pops Just trying to organize the whole mob And then glorify the whole squad I been ducking and dodging the danger Because I'm already knowing my anger They ain't gone show me no love till I'm major So until then, I guess I'm a stranger When it come to that pain, I'm a painter And you know I'm a G, yeah a grainer I ain't gone play with these boys, I ain't no gamer Keep on talking, put you in retainer Got a problem, come send a request I need dollars, ain't got time for sex Gaining knowledge, I hate when I rest If I fail, make fun out the F And that flow at yo neck, make a mess Killing you, him, and them, and what's left I just go on, I don't know what's next But I work to be my very best Uh, I need to work on myself as a person Don't come round if you gone cause me hurting's Close curtains Twenty-four years old and I'm still soul searching I hope it's worth it Because I really been feeling worthless Don't you know this all I got? When it all get ugly, can't call yo buddies You got to clean what's muddy And I be so stressed out, but I ain't never turned druggie Smoke weed, cant judge me And as addicted as I am to the weed, what's funny I'm more addicted to the money. Who gone keep our company running? Who gone put this food in our tummy? Cats act like mummy's, they dummies You don't work, you don't deserve nothing I'll never wait till it get sunny Any season, any weather, I'm coming Living up in the dark gets grungy Don't start homeboy, be doney I need two thick chicks in a onesie Past all on my mind just haunts me I got people that pray on my downfall Yeah it's cool, when we up, we gone clown y'all I'm a misfit, I don't be around y'all E.D.I. Mean and Kadafi, I'm a outlaw And I got through this pain with y'all Because it ain't about me, it's about y'all So the music I keep it within But for y'all it's gone always be out-volved Got a problem, come send a request I need dollars, ain't got time for sex Gaining knowledge, I hate when I rest If I fail, make fun out the F And that flow at yo neck, make a mess Killing you, him, and them, and what's left I just go on, I don't know what's next But I work to be my very best Uh, I need to work on myself as a person Don't come round if you gone cause me hurting's Close curtains Twenty-four years old and I'm still soul searching I hope it's worth it Because I really been feeling worthless Don't you know this all I got?