Troy Good - Doubt Me

I been fighting my whole life I been like stuck in a grave
I had to choose a left or right I been like stuck in this maze
I had no ammo for my life was shooting out these grenades
Cop an ounce and flip the white to push it out to the Jake's
I swear like one wrong move n I was done for
Couldnt trust a bitch she did me wrong she just a dumb whore
Resin on my lip it scream depression just a cold sore
Felon I just missed the repercussions shoulda run more uh oh
You did me wrong I did you right
Theres no way
She gave me air she gave me light
Theres no shades
I hit the road I'm feelin fine im Okay
I put the umbrella down I'm feelin like theres no rain
I been feeling I should walk away n park the painz
Theres demons that have plot the game around me
They thinkin that I'm half the man
I'm white engranged
They thinkin I wont fight the man
They doubt me
I been fighting my whole life I been like stuck in a grave
I had to choose a left ot right I been like stuck in this maze
I had no ammo for my life was shooting out these grenades
Cop an ounce and flip the white to push it out to the Jake's
My sister got her life snatched
They took it like that
Pistol on my night stand
I got a wife man
Got a baby daughter only 2 I need it right now
I can see it in her eyes she wanting me to pipe down
P.T.S.D written on my nightgown
303 got pressed jeans I ain't wit the hype now
You can keep the high heels
Ima keep the high ground
Put it on a time real
Tickets only $5 now
You a hype
She a bitch
Take your life
You got hit
Throw a vine in a stick
I'm feelin goofy
In disguise
As a pimp
You a lie
You a blimp
I done seen you all the time up on the moviess
One brain
Two minds
I can see my people jealous had to look em In the eye
Too fake
Dont hide
Copped a birdie I'm a hunter
Had to Blow em out the sky
One brain
Two minds
I can see my people jealous had to look em In the eye
Too fake
Dont hide
Copped a birdie I'm a hunter
Had to Blow em out the sky
I been fighting my whole life I been like stuck in a grave
I had to choose a left ot right I been like stuck in this maze
I had no ammo for my life was shooting out these grenades
Cop an ounce and flip the white to push it out to the Jake's
I been fighting my whole life I been like stuck in a grave
I had to choose a left ot right I been like stuck in this maze
I had no ammo for my life was shooting out these grenades
Cop an ounce and flip the white to push it out to the Jake's

Written by:
Troy Good

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