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A lot of time I have too much on my mind Feeling Jaded After all I been through they don't want me to ride Feeling hated I was blessed with this sick shit I love it and why Cause then I made it Like what a wonderful time to be one of a kind Since a youngin' I would always sit and wonder "Mom is anybody sick like me?" Now these hating ass niggas that was laughing at me daily Tryna live like me These groupie bitches all up in a nigga face because I made it Never did like me You can bet ya bottom dolla I'll be shocked the day I find someone who is like me They lying through they teeth if the told you the kid was flawless Considering I'm full of flaws like a dental office I tell a chick don't get involved, I don't know what feelings are to her And heart won't beat like when the instrumental pauses Sick of all this Like niggas that be trippin on some freaking broad shit Steady jumping in my pockets like it's a mosh pit I really intended to get you men straight but the kid can't Niggas call it menopauses Pick apart the starving independent artist in the dark Letras de cancionesAgainst the wall like they gon paint a perfect picture on it By definition my repetitions of lifting artists Made it beautiful when I Fall you get it September August Mama called and said I'm proud and it was awkward Maybe cause I never realized what I did accomplish I'm in the mirror lookin like yeah that was his accomplice No mental problems addiction gone and no pending charges This isn't my battle you little frauds living off it Peeling liquor popping, nigga stop it You be doing drugs for the bitches watching And some plays on your whack ass song pick a different topic You never had a petition popping Quit your talking I'm speaking over you like when a intercom is Women love it when I spit the raw shit Got yo bitch at my show and I'm finna stick her, explicit content Fuck them, this is food for the soul Corn bread greens Black Eyed Peas finna get retarded Y'all gotta excuse me, but all this bullshit got me hella lightheaded Dennis Rodman Breaking down the Dutch and feel it while my kid is watching Saying he gon be like me like that shit's an option I still struggle with success never hear the darkness Before I leave you brainless put it with the nonsense Since a youngin' I would always sit and wonder "Mom is anybody sick like me?" Now these hating ass niggas that was laughing at me daily Tryna live like me These groupie bitches all up in a nigga face because I made it Never did like me You can bet ya bottom dolla I'll be shocked the day I find someone who is like me They like "Iso what you gon do once the money is gone?" Walk into the mental institution like, "honey I'm home" I remember when I fucked this bad bitch after the nurses did count Man I really wonder what's she been on Chronic anxiety got me always stuck in my home Thinking I ain't unplug the iron or the oven is on ODB with OCD like something is wrong Can't believe I saved lives with one of my songs And that's facts they come to my shows and give me a thanks And know every single word when I get on the stage And pretty women want to fuck because I'm sick in the brain She put a tongue in my ear and said she been through the same I went through a rigorous phase and I remember the days I was broke enough to rob you to put ten in my tank Broke enough to rob a nigga's whole memory bank Maximizing my efficiency fuck minimum wage Niggas ain't ill as me, positive your energy ain't Don't get to drop top on ya whip when you in Kennedy range You never been forced to confinement cause the sickness you face Or your baby mama left you and yo kid ain't the same So when niggas dropping these videos and sipping a drank Popping a bunch of pills and acting real, but really it's fake It'a an agenda the government got you bitches afraid And I'm willing to feel up a chick call me Hillary Banks Benjamin Frank, I been frank nigga, that's a hundred with you Don't you hate when niggas try to beef but they don't want it with you See ya success and switch up like they coming with you Ebony magazine blood, I got a bunch of issues I'm having a ball being brainsick, fundamentals You think it's fun until the ones try and come to get you And when it all falls down, it really wasn't with you Dear everybody you ain't really loved me did you? Damn Since a youngin' I would always sit and wonder "Mom is anybody sick like me?" Now these hating ass niggas that was laughing at me daily Tryna live like me These groupie bitches all up in a nigga face because I made it Never did like me You can bet ya bottom dolla I'll be shocked the day I find someone who is like me From Letras Mania