f/ Den Den[Z-Ro]It's like tears doesn't matter to you, it's like you laughed at my painPut me in a position to pick up a pistol, and I'll blast in the gameI'm going crazy, being murdered by the hands of cancerAuntie asked if I wanted to die, but couldn't understand my answerSee it's fucked up when you loving, they don't love you in returnFuck around and wait till you get on your feet, and slug you till it burnNiggas is flies yeah they over rise, but I hide in the darkCause where the fuck was these niggas at, when I resided in parksBitch I slept on the bench, ten feet away from the bullet proof fenceBut at least, I ain't have to pay no rentI'm thinking of espree, damn near positive that you regret meBut I pray to God, you'll never forget me, remember meI represented for the both of us, how could you love meAnd not trust me, somewhere hated now there's no more us plusSammy Lee it was a tragedy, your boo was found deadHere's my shoulder for you my nigga, rest your head[Chorus - 2x]This is where they all fall downPutting burners to they brain, till it bangThere's no way for the real, to maintainThis is where they all fall downPay your dues, cause you oweWhen it's your time, God'll give you the go[Den Den]I sit back and put my thoughts, on paper and rhymesTripping on the situations, that I'm facing in lifeAll this shifeness around me, but I still prevailGet caught some shit we done together, and I'm making your bailCut your tail, while you fall down homiePlus I'm in the kitchen cooking, so your family won't come hold meFuck that phony shit, that these fake niggas onI get that pony bitch, then I get that hustle onStaying strong like ammonia, as I bleed the blockLeaving that bitch swollen up, like I beat the copsGoing rock for rock, breaking down every zone95 hundred woofing, where these niggas be strongStaying alone to my own, with my baby and wifePlus I'm keeping the bread a nine, cause I'm guarding my lifeAin't no slipping in my game, doing a dance to make it rainPut a pistol to your head, and ease your pain[Chorus - 2x][Z-Ro]I feel like I invented pain, might go any minute mayn, starting a bit ofrobberyHomicide and lean on they destiny, in an attempt to get the painConstant strain, here we go again another day in the lifeIf I'm blessed, can I just get one successful day in my lifeMy life is the prime example, of a good nigga gon wrongAnd I trust no one plus I'm not friendly, so leave me aloneSee I don't need a click of yes men, when I walk the blockMy retaliation is only, when I chalk the blockI stay in a sweet leaf, each time I meditate on how to liveNothing but negative everywhere I turn, ain't no more positiveNothing but drama, cause drama makes the world go roundBut pretty soon, it'll make the world go downJust get a weapon of situation, if you starving then you hungry right nowI can't wait a whole pay period, I need money right nowSo when I bleed the block I'm not gon bleed a lot, just enough to keepThe bills paid, and enough to keep some fiddles in a pot[Chorus - 2x]
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