Lyrics

My living conditions fucked up
Bad news come in twos like nunchucks
No job no money can't luck up
Got me looking for support like what the fucks up?
Can't even suck up
Too much pride for me to put to the side
Thinking about my situation tears filling my eyes
Damn
Everybody claim we are all in the same boat
Will tell me why it in a rope around the same throat
I'm out of luck and suicidal you don't see it though
I keep a smile on my face like it's for me to know
I’m showing to help too stubborn to say I need it though
And keep your comments to yourself I see I need to grow
Do what you Gotta do remember that you need the dough
Nowhere near this mind state about a year ago
I couldn't be more happier
Rooms full of money like my name Johnny Tapia
Nowadays beard couldn't get more nappier
Used to be Scooby Doo I'm feeling more scrappier a little pup
I blew stacks in a week buying bullshit
I make it back in a week and buy more shit
I’m buying Buicks and treating them like Porsches
Dumping in bitches just to pay for abortions
I looked back like what the fuck was on my mind?
That kind of bread come once in a lifetime
That marked the biggest turning point on my life line
My world now like a movie on lifetime
I had a job but I quit lost my bottom bitch
And on top of that the cops took my shit
My son turning three this year
And I can't even buy him the fucking sneaks he wear
Oh yeah his mom left, I thought she’d never leave
Oh well fuck her its more fish up in the sea
You know 1 million hers only one me
I still got love for you know how that be
And I'm a great dad she tried to make me feel bad
I know the statement a true but I'm still mad
She tryna tell me I don't see my son
(Ohhhhh)
You stupid bitch fight me one on one
Naw I shouldn’t have said that I'll take that back
But fuck it I know a lot of niggas feel like that

My cousin told me it’d be days like this
He knew the money I was getting couldn't save that shit
He said she want to be a hoe don't even save that bitch
And if you feel it motherfucker go and say that shit
That’s the words of the wise but he don't feel my pain
I guess he too big headed to have my brain
And I think too small to have his
We two of a kind nigga it is what it is
(Real)
I'm shotgun of the Boulevard reminiscing
About them long nights bagging up in the kitchen
I had it all now its lost self intervention
My intuition to help me pay for my school tuition
I had the world and my palm now a nigga wishing
I used to get it no prob now a nigga fishing
Now it's back to the basics
I got issues I'm not scared to face it
Bad karma you give and you shit you take shit
A nigga don't want to give shit you take shit
I finally got the definition of the matrix
This ain’t Spady speaking to you it’s Demetrius
Damn
I spent 20 years tryna make my mom proud
The last four trying to get up out of her damn house
She start snapping I ain't trying to hear her damn mouth
Seven kids I feel like the only stand out
That's real this situation in my life ill
I'm too humble not to appreciate my life still
The first man to ever teach me how to tie a tie
I seen him three days prior before the day he died
I couldn't go to the funeral shit I would've cried
A JB I can't imagine what you feel inside
My man lost his mom and dad before he 21
And plus he bout to have a daughter or a little son
Aye rest in peace OG you in a better place
No more suffering I see you with a better face
And rest in peace cousin Dame and rest in peace Shaddy
Know when I get there we fin to kick it like karate
Bottom line Imma make it through this situation
I want to thank you all for listening to my ventilation