Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

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

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

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

Ain't nobody got my back, except the laws when 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, I'm sober I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the only I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling with Jane

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

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

Lonely, dodging 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 at me, when I couldn't get a buck

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

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 thing I is stress
So I, spend most of my chilling with Mary Jane

I'm on now and I can't smoke no weed
'Cause if I catch a dirty, I'm T I M E
My first ever sober, it's 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
Living like I'm invincible, one day it's gonna me
it's time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave
Bury me a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gage

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

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

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