Lyrics
I lost my daddy at fourteen, I lost Trell at twelve, life in jail.
Ain't it funny how the money makes you separate the real and fake?
I started off small time victim of the game, a Monte Carlo to a Bentley and a diamond ring.
I got fame but mayne my whole world changed.
Some niggas left me in the rain, my girls changed, they changed on me!
I thought I got lucky, two hundred G's took my grandmother from me.
I hit my knees (Why lord?!) I tried syrup I tried weed I couldn't cope nigga.
Head down crying tears at the hospital.
A broken home, tried to get my hustle on nigga killed Lil Ivy my soul gone.
I bought my mama a house she cried instantly, all that shinin got my niggas in penitentiary!

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I can clearly see the sunshine, but I'm steady walking through the rain!

[Lil Trill:]
Still got hatred in the city after all that we done
Did all the toy give always school clothes and things.
Even for Easter givin the kids bikes
And for that they ain't cryin up in Carroltyn now that ain't right.
We still smile though cause of the sunshine, wonder what I'll do if I could press rewind.
I done seen a lot half both sides of the field, the best of both worlds and yeah I'm for real.
Mama got seven kids with pops I stand alone.
I'm walking through the rain but still I move on, I just started so right now I'm far from done.
I keep moving on until I see the full sun.
Patiently waiting but the best is still yet to come,
I guess things happen for a reason when its said and done.
Say Lil B keep your head up just take it serious bra
Keep your faith in God cause he's the one who lay at us.

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Diabetes steady eating my insides fucking my vision up I swear to God I feel like giving up.
Some times I'm laughin' with my money machine, but they trying to put me on dialysis machine.
I-v's in my arms, I know I'm doing wrong no insurance back to early can't long.
Being a daddy only thing that make me happy, I'm tired of getting sick same thing for young savage.
I try to do right and help my community police still kicking at my door Dirty motherfuckers.
You probably think I got the world at my hands, but really dog I got the world on my shoulders!
When I look at your son I see your face homie
(Lil Ivy) everybody pray for me cause they hating on me.
Wish I could take it all back sometimes, truth is I don't even like to rap sometimes.

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BRUCE ROME, MARCUS BENNETT, TORENCE HATCH




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