From The Wire

(Uh yeah) Oh my God Aunt Shelly you told me to do it I couldn't help myself I couldn't help myself (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) ET ok Spit it through the wire I'm really from the wire I really make the beats And really spit the fire Torn ACL still never getting tired Still I'm fitting to rise Still I'm getting higher This might be the one that takes me out the hood Naw I'm good I can stay up on that pavement where I stood All these daily conversations with my brain misunderstood Al these payments that I made They couldn't change me if they could Mom and dad been praying for me Satan he been preying on me I just hope that Jesus makes that reach And brings them chains up off me Can I be a decent man I keep on putting blame up on me I'm the only man that holds the keys That can change the story Change the story Can You restore me Story, story Change the story Can You restore me Story, story Change the story Can You restore me Story, story I done lived a couple lifetimes now it's my time I ain't looking for no limelight to save me All these different options keep on driving me crazy Hoping I take the path that makes the right life for my baby I'm all types of crazy But the good kind I'm praying that I would shine on the daily I took my losses and I pushed pride away I'm not looking that way He'll get took off today Like good God good gracious I just bust a couple rhymes But the doctor told me rest But I can't get off my grind nigga you know I don't like to waste my time Had to get it off my chest Tell the doctor I'll be fine nigga you know Nigga you know Nigga you know Nigga you know Nigga you know Nigga you know