Nam Nitty - My Diary

I been shot at, stabbed & all dat
Stepped on, pushed to da side n all dat
I'm talking brawls
At da court house n all dat
Tried to put my lights put, still I fought bak
Ugh, last of a dying breed
Living life at a high speed
Fueled off yac & weed
My mama 1st seed, gotta succeed
I was born to
Stand tall, 10 toes down
Like I'm supposed to
They say your worst enemy
Is the one close to you
How to make a million dollars
Nobody gonna show you
Gotta figure it out
Find a way to make up out
Tryna find a quicker route, no doubt
I remember dem nights
We ain't have no lights
No heat, carosene kept us warm @nite
U don't know what that feel like
So niggaz can't tell me shit
Roll up & ride wit me
And listen to my diary

Everybody I love is dead now
I talk to em in my head now
My bitch think I'm crazy
Cuz I sleep w/a gun
Maybe a lil paranoid but I fearz none
Niggaz ain't gonna Tupac me
Tryna figure out who shot me
Fuck dat I'm dumpin
We was just lil niggaz always into summin
On da corner sellin crack like it's nuttin
Neva thought I'd neva see my niggaz again
I thought shit was Forever
I ain't see no end
I'm ready to die, send me to see BD
I wrote a piece of my soul
Listen, I'm giving u ME
Thru all da bids
I wish I did alot more for my kids
I'm just telling my truth
Yeah, that's just how it is
I'm just showing u a different side of me
Roll up & ride wit me
And listen to my diary

Written by:
Antoine Davis

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