M. J. Withers - Jaded

Truthfully I'm built for this
Got me sayin' in my mind make the best of this
Yeah, I say a prayer then I make a wish
And if you coming for me, boy, you best not miss, lil' bitch
Till I die, I provide what they need and what they like
If these niggas coming for me best believe I let'em fly
Never hide in my life yet these issues take their toll
Set my mind upon the mission, start the engine then I roll
Truthfully I'm holding things inside, I need to let them go
Yeah I miss- that's a thing that she can never know
Ain't on speaking terms, I'd rather keep this to myself
But these issues overflowing, got me worried bout my health
Hey, am I worse than others? Pray the Lord I'll be forgiven
Drowning in this liquor or I'm drowning in these women
Question my intentions and my morals, are they right?
Swear I'm only finding comfort in the night

Now you see I'm riding through the city ayo
Clouded in my mind so my eyes stay low
Why am I jaded? Why am I faded?
See the fame and money, yo I wonder should I take it
Now you see I'm riding through the city ayo
Clouded in my mind so my eyes stay low
Why am I jaded? Why am I faded?
See the fame and money, yo I wonder should I take it
Hey

Trails and tribulations when I'm seeing those deceiving me
Dying stipulations when I see they don't believe in me
Tried to work with others but it seems we're more of enemies
That's my brother's brother so it's best if I just let it be
Truthfully indeed I try to be the bigger man
Try to kill the vice, I see it getting out of hand
All these things I reprimand, ao of course I take a stand
Keep it bumpin', keep it thumpin', up to something, never frontin'
So I be who I say, ain't concerned about your pay
If they push me to the edge guarantee I let it spray
I ain't tryna be this way but this weather's getting cold
With my hoodie on ridin' through the shadow's corazón
Man tell me should I be alive for my crimes
And I want her in my life and she wants to be my wife
But I'm dealing with this strife and it empties out my heart
Man I'm only finding peace out when it's dark

Now you see I'm riding through the city ayo
Clouded in my mind so my eyes stay low
Why am I jaded? Why am I faded?
See the fame and money, yo I wonder should I take it
Now you see I'm riding through the city ayo
Clouded in my mind so my eyes stay low
Why am I jaded? Why am I faded?
See the fame and money, yo I wonder should I take it
Hey

Hold up
Drop top Chevy riding heavy roll up
Down for whatever let them figures go up
Tell me what you looking for
Tell me what you looking for
Hold up
Drop top Chevy riding heavy roll up
Down for whatever let them figures go up
Tell me what you looking for
Tell me what you looking for

Riding through the city ayo
Clouded in my mind so my eyes stay low
Why am I jaded? Why am I faded?
See the fame and money, yo I wonder should I take it
Now you see I'm riding through the city ayo
Clouded in my mind so my eyes stay low
Why am I jaded? Why am I faded?
See the fame and money, yo I wonder should I take it
Hey
Riding through the city ayo

Written by:
Michael Withers

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