Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

Lately I've been through more bullshit, than a bull fighter
So when I say my praises to God, one is like a full choir
My every is pain, strain and stressing me to death
Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for

I think I'm ready because this world ain't no of mine
thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time
Y'all should of shot me, in the instead
But I guess they was feeling each other, to get in the bed

I am, first born torn between heaven and hell
I my people so no to dope but I let it sell
Need to my preaching, calling the kettle black
I know I'm on pot before or not, I gotta peddle

Ain't nobody got my back, except the laws they on it
So I be going for broke, my opponents
Leaving no traces just blood on faces, that
HK I'ma squeeze that, you won't even want be

I got so much, so I try to stay fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I maintain
Even I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I, most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

I can't focus, I'm losing my real fast
Dreaming and for the day, I could make some real cash
Dropping album album, platinum song after song
But like I ain't did nothing, 'cause the lights ain't on

How can I win, it's like I do is a motherfucking sin
It got a nigga, to see my end
All of my friends are fake, they around when I'm spending cash
But when I'm broke they out the do', with spinning fast

Lonely, daily the devil but he on me
Telling my fuck him, 'cause he be working
my homies burning bridges and I don't give a fuck
Remember y'all laughing at me, when I couldn't get a

It's all baby, I got bigger hurdles
I'm to jump over my residence
And my vehicle, is something I dump
And it not be much but it's all I got
So I paint it, promethium is all I pop

I got through so much, so I try to fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I maintain
Even though I do my best, the thing I earn is stress
So I, most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

I'm on pretrial now and I smoke no weed
if I catch a dirty, I'm facing T I M E
My first time ever sober, fucking with my brain
Got a nigga an attitude, I can't maintain

If you me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly
like I'm invincible, one day it's gonna cost me
When time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave
Bury me with a fifty sack, and a 12 gage

Hey, no love in my
'Cause my homies was phony, straight from the start
Why couldn't I get a ride, if I ain't have no weed, these
my people, they gotta be strangers up a reverend breed

So I bless the streets, my Smith-n-Wesson
And if you beefing me nigga, better get your weapon
You better pray that I'm codeine and I'm just
But I won't let you add up to my problems, I leave you tripping

I got through so much, so I try to fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I can't
Even though I do my best, the only I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days with Mary Jane