A.L.F.Y. G.A.S. - No Glory

Last week I woke up out my sleep
Trapped in a night mare this life is a bad dream
Where I'm from that broke shit a disease
Every nigga in the hood got the same problems as me
But dont nobody here ever really got the same problem
Things ant always lookin up when u at the bottom
My brother hit our lick wit out me I had to rob em
My unc started smokin brillow he cant keep a Job
Cuddy sat 10 he comlin home anyday
Them crackers lookin fo me right now tryna put me away
The way its lookin I might not see him for another ten
I'm just tryna stretch the bag for I see the pin
And last night my bich changed the locks and wouldn't let me in
I'm point two seconds away from making it all end
The struggle is real but most these niggas fake as hell
We don't got the same problems nigga
Cant u tell
We all got problems
But u aint in it alone let's talk about it
I did some shit all alone wit out na body
I did some shit on my own it got me bothered
I got some kids down the road thats bout it bout it
And some who ain't coming home they caught a body
I need a real life chance to change my way of life
I need to change my way of living it ain't right
I know its wrong but I might hit a sting tonight

Written by:
Lasalle Artis

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