World On My Shoulders 3.0

[Intro] World on my shoulders Heart getting colder, sons getting older Gotta raise 'em to be soldiers Teach 'em morals and values Keep your pistol for these vultures Cause everyday you close [Hook] And I got the world on my shoulders Heart getting colder, sons getting older Gotta raise 'em to be soldiers Teach 'em morals and values Keep your pistol for these vultures Cause everyday you closer Name a crime and I done done it Trying to get some money, cause it wasn't coming Fast, shit I was hungry Tired of being bummy, and treated like a dummy How the fuck you got my back nigga, If you always frontin'? Told my sons if they gon' do it, then do it like you love it Say a prayer for my auntie cause she still get beat by her husband Family don't mean shit to me, unless they about my cousin And if we control our destiny, well I guess I had that coming And school was never for me, cause they ain't wanna teach me Got passed with failing grades cause they ain't think I was gon' be Who I am today, I did this shit with no degree They destroyed our community and the violence be unity [Hook x2] And the felonies they ruined me, nigga this ain't make believe Got corrupted by TV to worship all this vanity Selling dope to all my people, fucking with my sanity Fighting with these demons and I swear they be commanding me Gotta take control cause I know its a better man than me Nigga be yourself cause that gangsta shit ain't impressing me Prison or an early grave, there wasn't much left for me I managed to stay out they way, I figured out the recipe I only talk to bosses so you workers stop addressing me Made it out the hood without no phony niggas next to me Winded by my problems, all these bill collectors stressing me But I still got my crib doe, somehow the Lord keep blessing me Chopper need bullets, sons need pampers Niggas got so many questions but they rarely find the answers Chopper need bullets, sons need pampers Niggas got so many questions but they rarely find the answers [Hook x2]