My Block

INTRO: Damn, take a look, at my block This block, that's right! Heh Listen this mothafuckin way VERSE 01: This got a nigga Sheddin tears, reminiscin drinkin his sixth beer Cause shit is kinda depressin for me this past year I appear as a man that can hold his breath, my hearts stressed The underlying hurt that's in my chest, my life's a mess And no rest for me cause dearly, my eyes stay teary And too that lady that I rhyme bout as my enemy Life is crazy, how I'm a fade in your memory But at times unnecessary, I'm getting worried Teardrops and single status, this event was so tragic And now I rhyme these harsh events in words What can I do when I'm restless, but who cares Life as a depressed boy ain't for me, cause I'd rather apologize But can't stop cryin through this despair I wonder if the lord still cares, for us niggas who ain't care And I do care if you are alive The only time you notice a nigga is when I'm textin you every four-five My life just ain't the same Cause all I do is rhyme about how I miss you and how I'm a shame And I need to shut my trap But I ain't given up on our love, it's all I have when I think back Hoes show me love, never the love you we shared Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block HOOK: Liven life is but a dream Hard times is all we seen (on my block) Every block is kind to me But on the block we still pray But on the block we still pray VERSE 02: Now I constantly feel pain, in my heart, it never fails to be IE in my thoughts Can't never worry of her pain, when Bwee never calls Constantly crying as well, when will I make bail And in a sense I'm sucidal when I hit real life Stayin trapped forever with this past life God help me, cause my darling, can't see me So I resort to smoking weed, my mind's a struggle Can't even sleep cause all this dirt broke my shovel Put in work and shed tears for just to see my baby Mislead from childhood still fixin them mistakes I make daily Tis this day I still pray for a better way Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke When she was born she shaded me from the dark I couldn't quit the pussy shit makes me represent Got a call said she missed me, everywhere I went In my heart, I heard her voice out here walkin alone I close my eyes and picture home... on my block HOOK: VERSE 03: And I can't help but wonder if, my mom looks at me as a bad guy From arguments to bad grades and a goodbye Freakin pride and drama, don't coincide Mama's cry for broken lives, family comes inside Cause my hood was filled wit danger Used to be a closed knit community but now they cold strangers Times change us to coupe with our relations Now I hear my granny don't give two fucks about black life But I ain't gonna fuckin diss her My mama's always been there when I've needed help with life Shit's real, I know ya feel, nigga's agony A single mother with a problem child, bullied free Hangin out pickin up trouble, getting ass kicked Askin girls for smooches hopin I can get a kiss from em It's a man's world, stayin mapped Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back My dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and never lose focus... on my block HOOK: VERSE 04: I go to block parties with my niggas lastin way past daylight A young nigga saddened tis this day, right? Now I play dead with my homies to get some ass stuck in ways I miss my boo, but it's tough on a man, in my mind I see the same mothafuckin lady Who taught me not to be lazy slip up fall, but I miss her crazy I know she will never understand this Growing up in this world a nigga who is scandalous I reminisce on tha good times, fast times Tryin to get her to watch a movie for the sixth time Can't explain, just what attracts me to this ladies name Some fame, some extra change, and some nasty game And what's strange I just wanted her to know I loved her, even though I cheated And all these girls make a nigga sick I hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain For all them niggas that relate to what I'm sayin... from my block HOOK: OUTRO: My baby Kaliegh I love you no matter what I think of you from morning to evening to the afternoons Snack wrap tell your Joc she getting too old for me she needa slow down I love you both, to my mama I love you no matter what And too them niggas who relate Thug Life Too the real mothafuckin g's rise up R.I.P Makaveli R.I.P Chris Wallace, R.I.P Eazy And baby I'ma be home soon don't you worry