Tired

(album: Crack - 2008)

God Damn
When will a nigga get a brake
I work so damn hard but I never come up I do worse with ever breath I take
Sunshine is a luxary
Just to see another day is enough for me
Cause I'm livin on borrowed time
The next funeral I go to might be mines
God Damn, I'm trying to hold on to my faith
They use to tell me it was going to get greater later later
Now it's later and I'm still I'm the same place
Anytime I get off the ground
Some crooked ass niggas pull me back down
Bald fade on my fade
Feeling helpless and it's written all over my face

Here we go again just to live another season
I keep my faith in god to peace these demons
Sometimes I win the battle it doesnt mean I win the war
I got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really wonder what they are

Even if I fell there's no reason to feel shamed
Cause I use to lose I had an opertuntly to play in the game
I can't be stopped 98 percent from the field
But they won't pass the rock
Even tho I'm wide open for the shot
Got me ready to scream fuck my team
Seem like the players I'm running with don't want me to touch my dream
With my own hands I'm tierd of makeing money in the name of brothers
I'm trying to touch it with my own hands
Make me wanna rob a bank somtimes
But then I have to spend my life my life my life my life
Dunken one time
And end up back in the pen
So I'm stuck as starter paid as if I was riden a benz
I know it look like I rich but it's not
I just how to take what I got and wipe it so it looks like alot
Sometimes I wanna give up but when I look at my daughter
I got to survive

Here we go again just to live another season
I keep my faith in god to peace these demons
Sometimes I win the battle it doesnt mean I win the war
I got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really wonder what they are

To many niggas trying to take me off of my game
I'm trying to do somthing good but beacuse I'm from the hood I always end up in these chains
When you see me in the town you ain't got to slow down I'm in love with my own company
Foney homies see me on the tv and I can see them coming to get me in my sleep
That's why I'm staying sucker free
Cause dealing with hard times is enough for me
I don't need no help my nigga I can do bad on my own
I'm so tired (tired) tired (tired)
I'm so tired (tired) tired (tired)
But I'm a keep on pushing

Here we go again just to live another season
I keep my faith in god to peace these demons
Sometimes I win the battle it doesnt mean I win the war
I got to laugh to keep from crying good times I really wonder what they are
(What They Are?)