Slippin'

[Intro] This life shit, this life shit, is like, is like Bugged the fuck out son, for real See to live is to suffer but to survive Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering [Hook x2] Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up [Verse 1] I've been through mad different phases like mazes, to find my way And now I know that happy days are not far away If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids Doing something more constructive with their time than bids I know because I been there Now I'ma there sit back and look At what it took for me to get there First came the bullshit the drama with my Mama She got on some fly shit so I split And said that I'ma be that seed That doesn't need much to succeed Strapped with mad greed And a heart that doesn't bleed I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was Bagging niggas when I caught a buzz For thinking about how short I was Going too fast, it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell Group homes and institutions, prepared my ass for jail They put me in a situation forcing me to be a man When I was just learning to stand without a helping hand Damn, was it my fault, something I did To make a father leave his first kid at seven doin my first bid Back on the scene at fourteen with a scheme To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream And by all means I will be living high off the hog And I never gave a fuck about much but my dog That's my only muthafucka I had offered my last Just another little nigga headed nowhere fast [Hook] [Verse 2] That ain't the half shit get's worse as I get older Actions become bolder, heart got colder Chip on my shoulder that I dared a nigga to touch Didn't need a clique cause I scared a nigga that much One deep with the pit starting shit for kicks Catching Vicks throwing bricks gettin by being slick Used to get high to get by used to have to puff my L In the morning before I get fly Ate something a couple of forties made me hate something I did some coke now I'm ready to take something Three years later showing signs of stress Didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how I dressed I'm possessed by the darker side living the cruddy life Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife Wanna make records but I'm fucking it up I'm slippin', I'm falling, I can't get up [Hook] [Verse 3] Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom Niggas talking shit was like damn look how that rock got him Open like a window No more endo Look at a video Sayin' to myself that could've been yo Ass on the TV Believe me, it could be done Something's got to give Gots to change cause I've got a son I gots to do the right thing for shorty And that means no more gettin' high, drinkin' 40s So I get back looking type slick again Fake niggas jump back on my dick again Nothing but love for those that know how it feel And much respect to all my niggas that kept it real Kept a nigga strong, kept a nigga from doing wrong Niggas know who they is and this is yo fucking song And to my boo who stuck with a nigga through All the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due [Hook] [Outro] See this is that shit, this is that shit That all real niggas can relate to This is from the heart baby Don't get it twisted X baby