Giving Up
(专辑: P.Y.T.: Pretty Young Thug - 2013)
[Intro:] Yes, Sometimes I
feel like giving up It's that real hip hop [Hook:] I
sell dope everyday just to make a
cut, Police in the
hood say, "Try your luck", Metaphor to my life I'm not grinding enough I
feel like giving up [Verse:] Man, there's time in my life I
feel like giving up All this hate that I
hear Man I
heard enough Mom told that should get a
job Drug dealer in the
hood tryna get me to rob I
really feel like the
pressure of money People live five cars, big houses That ain't me I'm tryna figure out how I'm going eat I
was shopping Whole Foods, But that shit ain't cheap So I'm buying cheeseburgers four times a
week Drinking Hennessy right before I
sleep People don't understand cause I
don't tell no one Sometimes I
really feel like getting a
gun We was born into a
gang Old rules, old news Written the
books people think we supposed to I
ain't going lie, don't compare me to those dudes Who say the
rap game, everybody eating they head If you ain't gotta cut then it's try your luck Sometimes I
really wonder if my time is up Cool people die for the
strangest things I
understand the
game and I
play for free My head hurt, walking around all this damn debris I
feel like sitting back and just pushing weed The
feds on my back wanna catch the
cat I
need green eggs and ham, bitch, And a
sandwich The
world gone The
shit bigger It's my family, some people say I'm insane Albert Eistein Way too blessed with the
hearing and hindsight It's way more than rap It's the
pain Niggas see it, put em' to shame And you see me cry, but I
never complain I'll build your house or I'll a
drive plane Niggas come in my house You gotta respect the
game The
gun make you feel like the
Jetsons came Oakland, what it do? Berkley, what it do? Richmond, what it do? I'm still depressed And I
drive Bentley coups Still in the
hood With the
9s in the
roof, you feel me? I
ain't going lie Niggas lying, I'm the
truth Fuck what you heard, I'm a
tell you what I
know This that word from God, I'm a
tell you from my soul If I
lied everyday than I
wouldn't grow I'm not no pimp I'm not no corporate ass ho That pimp with a
suit and a
mask on Them fake motherfuckers wanna lay on the
asphalt But nonviolence is the
best protest Niggas, fuck your guns and fuck your vest If you love Lil B
than I
love you to death Niggas, life good Motherfucker I'm stressed I'm a
turn that stress into some motherfucking pressure Pressure make diamonds, Lay em' on the
dresser Shout out to Casey, don't go back to jail You say, "Fuck the
police, " but the
police love you They wear a
suit and they looking for your suit I
love earth and I'm happy Pray we all survive, you feel me? Most people in the
hood only talk with knives Short tempers and them bullshit lies Putting kids through hell I
don't respect those guys, you feel me? Suckers at the
top, haters at the
bottom And you going stay right there I
don't lie nigga, I
stay right here [Bridge:] We won't give up We won't give up We won't give up We going make it We won't give up We won't give up We won't give up We going make it We won't give up We won't give up We won't give up Lil B, you going make it [Hook]