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[Trae]Well it be too many fake peopleClaiming that they, be down with usBut it`s too many people, that we can`t seeEverywhere that I go, somebody wanna hate meBut I really don`t think, that they`re gonna beReady to take, a walk in my shoesThat`s why I be insiders on, plus we never did nothing to nobodyAnd if they knew what we knew, then they`d leave us aloneCause too much stressing, it make a nigga crazyNow I be paranoid, and watching my ladyPraying that I see, my older brother againNot knowing, it would never be the same againSo I`m still hoping for the day, I know it`s gon changeAnd if I die, I know the pain be remaining in meTo everybody, that I live to liveLeave me the fuck alone, and let me be[Cl`Che]Too many hoes wanna hate, and talk bad about a bitchBut mama told me, to never give a fuckIf that`s what you go, be and be the coldest bitchThat everybody, wanna roll withCould never keep a real ass nigga, down on my sideCause I didn`t have time, had a lot of shit up on my mindHad the right, to shut up in my rhymesTo keep me sane all the timeHad a block on my brain, thinking how could shitEver change, trying to win the same ol` gameBut then I came to see, through the days of my painAnd struggling, that it wasn`t as bad as this thangGuerilla Maab are my brothers, steady spiritual chainI`d rather live my life, the way it`s suppose to beThen faking the fame, and trying to be somebody elseOf royalty, because it ain`t my name[Hook: Peaches & Z-Ro (Z-Ro)]Too many problems on my mind(on my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind)They wish I just started, to be a full time grindI`m just trying, to live my lifeBut something bout piece, is something I`ll never find(may never find)Too many problems on my mind(on my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind)They wish I just started, to be a full time grindI`m not trying, to lose my lifeBut if I do, I wanna meet Jesus Christ (way too late)[Trae]Thinking about, what a nigga done been throughReminiscing, on a part of the pastEverybody thought I wouldn`t lastFrom living the things, I was dealing withToo many people, tried to reach a nigga with bullshitAnd it`s like, I ain`t even trippingI can`t let things like that, get up under my skinI can`t win, if a nigga steady be living in sinI gotta keep a right mind, if I wanna make dividendsSneak into the negative side, of my lifeEven niggaz that I had love fo`, turned fakeOne of my real niggaz, just got shot nine timesFrom a nigga, that everybody really thought was downAnd who the fuck can I trust, when I grab a glock to bustThe situation that I be facing`d, make a nigga thinkShedding tears over my older brother, gonna waitFor the rest of his life, because of these niggaz living shifeFor real, now tell me where the love atWhy all of my niggaz, wanna be acting like thatIs it because of the fact I`m one of the Maab, and never gon fallAnd all the diamonds shine, when it`s time to ballWill they comfort me if I waited, it was gonna get greater laterI really hope so, cause I believe in GodAnd with the life that I live, I wanna smile againAnd if I die tonight, I still wanna see the light[Hook][Dougie D]When I be contemplating, of a steady wayTo sip the liquor, up off in my modeThinking bout the days of the past, when everybodyUse to treat a young nigga, like Dougie so coldBut never once By-Boe, I done heard a lot of thangsSeen a lot of thangs, wonder why motherfuckers be acting so strangeFeeling the pain, as I`m ready to rideBut yelling still in, know I gotta maintainI remember when some of bitches, use to tell meDougie you motherfucker, your ass ain`t never gon be shitBut now they turning on the T.V., watching me on BETJamming my c.d., getting crunk in this bitchAin`t no doubt about it, in my mind thatHate make a nigga, stronger insideBut Dougie making the climb, but Lord knows that my body is tiredI need a little compassion, a little mo` breath in this rhymeAnd I really just don`t understand, why nigga wanna be doingThe evil deed, and they wanna hate on usCause they can`t fade all us, but if you know like a nigga knowYou niggaz would keep your distance, cause we can`t be touchedI`ve been living in the city for a short while, with the wrong crowdWish I would of known then, what I know nowNow a nigga tripping after the cream, and follow my dreamsI`m trying to stay away, from the triple beamI gotta get up on a mission, it seemsBecause I`m sick and tired, of dealing with the struggle and painThe predicaments are facing me, having stress on my brainDon`t wanna go up insane, pray to God that my soulI`m going deranged, and anybody wanna think to testingA nigga skills, they better have a good willCause I be living my life, chunking they two cents inWhile they be living in sin, trying to tell me how to liveWhen they ain`t even living right[Hook]

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