Depressing T-Pain

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Damn, what do I start?
How do I keep shit out of my heart?
How do I not act hard?
When errbody round me pulling my card
Bowing up on a nigga like a Spartan
I got mo wheel than Carlton
But I still got banks and I still gonna show my face, yeah
I grew up in the hood dawg
Witness the hood fall
And if I never woulda rolled through family state
You wouldn't be listening to my jam today
My grandmamma in the hospital (yeah)
And I gotta pay that bill
But no matter how life fucked up
I'm still goin hit the club
Now ain't that depressing