ey yo dis some shit i wrote last night please give feedback...







i used to have erthing i needed,rite in front of my face/
but now its moved to far,i caint even get any taste/
erbody crawlin down my spine,syin dat i need to make up my mind/
cause smokin it all up,and tryin to do da best dat i can/
aint exactly the mix,u should tryin put in da fan/
and ertime i do sumthin wrong they get mad, like they aint made a mistake/
and then they frontin bout who they are,but they aint sayin they fake/
so fuck it you lil faka's who now juss pretend to be fake/
so imma do wat i do, GOD BLESS YOU,and its all good for my sake/
but the oppertunity u had is gon,cause u aint get enough for u to attach it/
dats y u gotta work for ya shit lil' man cause u no it dont come like magic/
so u walk around in ya jacket,thinkin u aint gotta work for its plain/
so go ahead and do dat,but look now cause it wont be any same/
they wont no ya name, so hype up and then step up ya game/
if u in it for good,but if not go and juss leave it,cause u bein conseded/
and doin all dat for a spot, so u can b on da top/
so blame me,when u b complainin and sayin dat ya chest hurt/
cause yea u made easy,but where da fuck was da effort/
so good night and u betta say ya prayor/ (the gun cocks)
cause u aint wakin up,and u aint gon b there/ (gun shoots)


stl baby....lol....dats how we do