03 Pressure

Since I was a kid I was steps above my peers I remember saying once I would never hit a blunt But my homies smoking haze And they coughing from they lungs How did momma loose her son Not from guns, but having fun With the pressures of a child All these thoughts they tend to mount And I swear I'm going crazy Always living with this doubt And I'm saying "f*ck you pay me" If you taking check yourself I've been out here by myself I don't need nobody else Life ain't shit to a man like me Life ain't shit when you see what I see