In The End (Verse One)

doing the same thing's again,
little bit this and that and will i win,
no gat just a bottle of gin lost in wind,
i sin, cuaz i'd die for men,
and when the time comes it comes.
never have efficient funds,
but i run,
from my past,
my task, is coming from broken glass n' ass,
gotta pass to complet, wast deep,
so i wont sleep,
here i am,
battered and beaten still here i stand,
heres the grands,
i told ya im ya man,
i wont fail even if in jail,
i wont put the last nail,
in my coffin,
fuck it im robbing,
shoundn't been then,
coulda when,
i couldnt fend then,
and no friends,
it's dead,
and my emotion,
lost in the ocean,
and no men,
stand my me,
fuck it i cant see,
potently i coulda been something great Marshall or Aile!
i be, a float in the sea,
ya might care but tears in the air,
in my mind the finish line,
dont stop its time
am i scared?
of lifes bears,
but my prayers,
no matter the amount
they didnt count,
so fuck it im out

The Diffrence Between hoes and friends

Hoes
only want one or two things
looking good things, gold or diamond rings.
not so close girl the fat lady sings
im on all the teams,
and in all ur dreams
but ill play em till they think my heart drop,
flirt everyday then ill stop,
give it all i got, full watts,
thought i singed on the dot, a tight knot
i guess not
they'll cry they'll try to get me back,
but i just walk away your white trash got smashed
cauz the next one is gonna walk into my ass soon as i pass as i pass the grass
nobody understands the actions of me,
because i can see, girls only want something to freak about unfortunately .
they notice me then i notice you,
your girl your crew, what u do with drew its true,
sluts with butts, life aint fair, you woundnt dare to have bad hair,
fuck it throw it in the air,





Friends,
so yeah theres two kinds,
one that you trust and one that you dont,
ones that you wont,
see i gotta get it,
gotta get mine
and the ones i dont trust get in way,
followin me all day,
hollow thru them yeah they cant stay,
its fuckin hard in the bay said dre,
in this place its my way, all day, your gay, ur hairs grey,
so you bitches get in line thats what i say,
if you dont understand the power of a penny, you dont hear me,
out in this city.
but the ones that i trust,
that ell stay till the dust,
and the rust of my life bout to combust,
but i must show respect back,
they're ready to attack, got my back, i got my sack they my got crack,
they know my mac, but we never move as a pack,
when you lookin at that side he comin from back,fack,
well fact is, they know i do it myself,
to make my own money and wealth,
no milfs on the shelf,
me and homies we do it our selfs

They know i do it myself make my own money and welth,

i got two lives left till my work is done,
follow your dreams for dirt my son,
in our lives we got two paths the skirt or the gun sorry nun,
so what am i too you a flirt or fun,
my work is done when i flirt for fun,
what was i to do it was the skirt or the gun, its the life of dirt my son,
this is me at my best, im sleeply and i need rest,
and i wont stop till she be in a dress, im hungry girl feed the guest,
and you could say im the pest on a test if you put me at a desk,
its not just rhymeing im the best, my skills are like a dope fest.
stop you still gotta digest, i can stop unless i gave less,
and i only give less to to the chest's of pest's guess
who i protest the worse the best thats me yes.


(chorus)
so im rhyming and at the same time im hustle for a dime,
but my rhyme can't be in the wrong time im still not singed is this a sign,
or am i binded by mine design but my mind is designed to go for mine,
i dont know all i do is rhyme and be kind and someday ill shine.


th-th-th-the empire state,
is great along with my fate, to get money or a mate,
me and you its a date, the sliver duck tape,
rubber i contemplate,
either way its the heaven gates, i await,
seems like bait, girl you lookin like a saint,
its crazy how you can be a boozer next lane a looser,
and next line you gotta choose her, ah which one,
will jump ah my gun, and what one will caught,
when the cats fought, for da hot,
but he got,one on his mind,
the rest get in line, to find, there selves in my mind and life thats mine, ya find
a few days of ya life, chasin to be my wife,
but you dont understand,
im not ur man,
your not my girl your not my world,
and i know you curled your hair just for me,
but i can see, that nowadays its all about being a G,
but currently i dont see myself in struggle to be,
what they want to see in me,but differently
what i wanna be.


(chorus)
so im rhyming and at the same time im hustle for a dime,
but my rhyme can't be in the wrong time im still not singed is this a sign,
or am i binded by mine design but my mind is designed to go for mine,
i dont know all i do is rhyme and be kind and someday ill shine.

i got 6 bricks left till my work is done,
lord ride with your son as im headin home,
i've been broke too long,
better get your money and go where you belong,
no right and wrong just me and this chrome,