Tired

God Damn

When will a nigga get a brake

I work so damn hard but I never come up I do worse with

every breath I take

Sunshine is a luxary

Just to see another day is enough for me

Cause I'm livin on borrowed time

The next funeral I go to might be mine (it might be

mine)

God Damn, I'm trying to hold on to my faith

They use to tell me it was going to get greater later

(later)

Now it's later and I'm still I'm the same place

Anytime I get off the ground

Some crooked ass niggas pull me back down

Fall flat on my face

Feeling helpless and it's written all over my face

Here we go again just to live another season

I keep my faith in god to face these demons

Sometimes I win the battle but it doesnt mean I win the

war

I got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really

wonder what they are

Even if I fail there's no reason to feel ashamed

Cause I use to lose I had an opportunity to play in the

game

I can't be stopped 98 percent from the field

But they won't pass the rock

Even though I'm wide open for the shot

Got me ready to scream fuck my team

Seem like the players I'm running with don't want me to

touch my dream

With my own hands I'm tired of making money in the name

of fathers

I'm trying to touch it with my own hands

Make me wanna rob a bank somtimes

But then I have to spend my life my life my life my

life

Ducking one time

And end up back in the pen

So I'm stuck as a starter paid as if I was riden a benz

I know it be looking like Im rich but im not

I just know how to take what I got and whipping till it

looks like alot (living a lie)

Sometimes I wanna give up but when I look at my

daughter

I keep my chin up I got to survive

Here we go again just to live another season

I keep my faith in god to face these demons

Sometimes I win the battle but it doesnt mean I win the

war

I got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really

wonder what they are

To many niggas trying to take me off of my game

I'm trying to do somthing good but because I'm from the

hood I always end up in these chains

When you see me in the town you ain't got to slow down

I'm in love with my own company

Foney homies see me on the tv and I can see them coming

to get me in my sleep

That's why I'm staying sucker free

Cause dealing with hard times is enough for me

I don't need no help my nigga I can do bad on my own

I'm so tired tired tired tired tired tired

I'm so tired tired tired tired tired

But I'm a keep on pushing

Here we go again just to live another season

I keep my faith in god to face these demons

Sometimes I win the battle but it doesnt mean I win the

war

I got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really

wonder what they are

What They Are?