[Talking - Trae]
You know I never did understand
Why they always told me to smile
Shit it ain't too much shit out here to smile fo'
Real talk - you know it's still Assholes By Nature, peep game
[Verse 1 - Trae]
I remember comin up labeled the lil'nigga
Watchin niggas fuck over they own, but see I kept it realer
But bein real ain't always what niggas make it to be
I never thought we'd make it and I'd have niggas hatin a G
I got enough shit that I deal with on the day to day
Pennitentaries and life after death don't seem to go away
Even though I never know the outcome
Somethin say to pray, and try to do my best to understand he right around the way
I got a call from Mr.Rogers just the other day - telling me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin bout - until he told me Loinna died
It fucked me up so much I couldn't even go the wait
But if her family call I'm a make sure that they straight
It's like this part of my life I live is damn near mastered
The mo'people I love, the mo'they get took away faster
Sometimes I feel I talk to God alittle mo'then a pastor
Probably to live and make sure my son never become a basterd
I never been the one to quit, I always been a leader
But I feel this world is like a bitch and I know I don't need her
If I knew it was this I'd never took the time to meet her
So I feel the frown across my face, the only way to greet her
In the process of bein'Trae, I missed out as a child
Probably because reality my style
And they told my cousin death before he's thirty after checkin his file
He damn near twenty - eight so how the fuck am I suppose to smile?
You know I never did understand
Why they always told me to smile
Shit it ain't too much shit out here to smile fo'
Real talk - you know it's still Assholes By Nature, peep game
[Verse 1 - Trae]
I remember comin up labeled the lil'nigga
Watchin niggas fuck over they own, but see I kept it realer
But bein real ain't always what niggas make it to be
I never thought we'd make it and I'd have niggas hatin a G
I got enough shit that I deal with on the day to day
Pennitentaries and life after death don't seem to go away
Even though I never know the outcome
Somethin say to pray, and try to do my best to understand he right around the way
I got a call from Mr.Rogers just the other day - telling me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin bout - until he told me Loinna died
It fucked me up so much I couldn't even go the wait
But if her family call I'm a make sure that they straight
It's like this part of my life I live is damn near mastered
The mo'people I love, the mo'they get took away faster
Sometimes I feel I talk to God alittle mo'then a pastor
Probably to live and make sure my son never become a basterd
I never been the one to quit, I always been a leader
But I feel this world is like a bitch and I know I don't need her
If I knew it was this I'd never took the time to meet her
So I feel the frown across my face, the only way to greet her
In the process of bein'Trae, I missed out as a child
Probably because reality my style
And they told my cousin death before he's thirty after checkin his file
He damn near twenty - eight so how the fuck am I suppose to smile?
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