I take a shot of henessey

Now i'm strong enough to face the madness

Nickel bags full of sess weed laced with hash

Phone calls from my niggas on the other side

Two childhood friends just died

I couldn't cry

A damn shame, when will we ever change

And what remains

From a twelve gauge to the brain

Arguements with my foolish troop

I spend more time with my niggas then i

Do with you

But everywhere it's the same thang

That's the game, i'll be damned if a thang changed

Fuck the fame

I'll be hustling to make a million

Lord knows, ain't no love for us ghetto children

So we cold, rag top slowin' down

Time to stop for gas

Peep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass

Uhh, it ain't easy, that's my motto

Drinkin' tangeray straight out da bottle

Everybody wanna know if i'm insane

My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games

All the drama got me stressen like i'm hopeless

I can't cope

Me and my homies smokin' roaches

Cuz we broke

Late night hangin' out till the sunrise

Getten high

Watchin' the cops roll by

Uhh, it ain't easy





Chorus (3x)

It ain't easy being me

Will i see the penitentary

Or will i stay free uhh..



I can't sleep

Niggas plottin' on to kill me

While i'm dreaming

Wake up screaming

Cuz i can hear them suckas scheming

Probably paranoid,

Problem is

I'm supposed to be fantasing

A brother bite the bullet

Open i'm fire

And i thought

"i wonder why this the way it is"

Even now looking of for these

Killa kids

Bill clinton can you recognize a nigga representin'

Doin' 20 to life in san quintan

Gettin calls from my nigga

Mike tyson

Ain't nuttin' nice

Yo pac, "do something rightegous with your life

Even thou you innoccent

You still a nigga

So they figure

Rather have behind bars then triggas

But i'm hold ya down

And holla thug life"

Lickin' shots till i see

My niggas free

On my block





No, it ain't easy

Till i see my niggas free

On the block







Chorus (3x)

It ain't easy being me

Will i see the penitentary

Or will i stay free uhh....



Lately, i've been reminiscin'

About pepermint snaps

'n junior high

Hit the block

Keepin' eyes on the cops

While d-boyz slang rocks

Its the project ked without a conscience

I'm having dreams

Of hearing screams at my concerts

Meetin' all my childhood peers

Through the years

Tryin' to stack a little green

I was only seventeen

When i started servin' fiends

And i wish there was another way

To stack a dollar

And my appollar

Cuz these hard times

Make me wanna hollar

Will i live to see tommorrow ?

Am i fallin' off ?

I hit the weed

And proceed

To say, fuck all of y'all

Ain't nobody down with me

I'm thuggin'

I can't go home

Cuz mutha-fuckas think i'm buggin'

So now i'm in this high powered cell

At the county jail

Punk judge

Got a grudge

Can't post no bail

What, do i do and these county blues

Gettin' battered and bruised

By the you know who

And these fakes get the shakin'

When they face me, snakes

Ain't got enough nuts to replace me

Sittin' in this livin' hell

Listenin' to niggas yell

Tryin' to torture to tell

I'm gettin' ill

But ain't nobody sayin' much

The same old nuts

Is makin' bucks

While these sluts is gettin' fucked

They violated my pobation

And it seems

I'll be going on a long vacation

Meanwhile... it ain't easy

No it ain't easy







Chorus (3x)

It ain't easy being me

Will i see the penitentary

Or will i stay free uhh...


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