Bitter World Ace Hood

Struggle in my past, painted my expressions
Running on my last, avoid the deep depressions
Beefing with the bottom, I'm so afraid of fallin
And all these fucking problems turning me into an alcoholic
Where did I go wrong, I swear this can't be life
17 and pregnant, that just can't be right
In love with a man who fucking your friend depends on what you like
(This Bitter Earth)
Uh, this world is crazy, even my babies, gotta receive the sight
Just ask the lord to give me the strength so they believe what's right
And not some smooth nigga who trying to get her home tonight
Invest in a gun and hope that the thug who come just ain't the type
It's a cold world, keep your sweater close
Made it big but seems like family the ones who hate the most
That's a damn shame, how dare you doubt your blood
Don't know my real father, how come he dropped my love
Why when I’m all alone, there's no one to hug
He left me all alone, how could you leave your cub
But fuck it I'm a man, with or without your ass
They ask about my pain, some things I wish that I had
Just thank the man above, my mom's consider my dad
She working spending her last, whatever we wanted we had
The struggle created a man, no longer your job demands
No thoughts of contraband, I've failed and let's re-planned
I've been through hell and back, but still I'm here to stand
Mama need a house, so fuck it I bought some land
Dyin' to be the greatest, but greater comes with patience
Got my business right, and plus my mama good
What more heart is just to say I made it out the hood
You fucking right, Bitter World
Cried a hundred tears when I see my baby girls
When I see my baby girls