Luyện nghe bài hát So Much

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got so much, so I try to stay fucked up
Because, when I'm I can't maintain
though I do my best, the only thing I earn 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 time ever sober, it's fucking with my brain
Got a nigga an attitude, I can't maintain

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

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, motherfuckers
Ain't my people, they gotta be strangers up a reverend

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

I got through so much, so I try to stay up
Because, I'm sober I can't maintain
Even I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I, spend most of my days chilling Mary Jane