ain't all peaches and cream
This fame thing and this
game bring more pain
than it seem I ain't tryna be depressing,
I'm grateful
But sometimes it just feels like
there's something missing
I got all the answers, but ain't no questions
I won der if
God's just trying to teach me a lesson
The situation's progressing,
it's getting stressing
I hope I don't fail my testing
The heat is on,
they say that pressure bust pipes
So I keep my cool and thank
God for every breath of my life
I'm taking steps to the right,
but still I end up wrong
I'm built for the ocean,
but I'm stuck in this backyard pond
I'm trying to maintain my pace
in the place I belong
I'm going for the gold,
but I keep getting bronze
Who do I call to for advice when all
my mentors gone?
This is my life,
this ain't just the words to my song
What do I do?
What do you do when
the haters af ter you?
Keep it real and keep it true
Get that dirt up off of you
Still swangin' ain't school
Switch your house like what it do
Don't let them see the sweat on you
Just keep it real
This one here's for
Broderick
Brown
lockdown a 45 year sentence I don't like how that sound
we've been homies since middle school
we were childhood chums but you got caught up a
life in the slums I'm thinking about where your
life went 45 years of your life spent with
an aggravated robbery indictment you pled guilty
for a lesser charge even though the
judge was harsh
God's still in charge I'd
be wishing that
I could go back in time and tell the judge that that
nine and this track was mine that would be
fine but I guess it's too late for that I know that
court appointed lawyer was whack ain't it
Ironic though you in the
Ferguson unit up in the pen and the only way
that we communicate is through a pen
Don't give up just do what
you do live your life.
Don't let your life live you
just keep on moving
What do you do when
them haters after you?
Keep it real and keep it true
Get that dirt up off of you
Still swinging bang screw
Switch your house like what it do
Don't let them see the sweat on you
Just keep it real
People think my life is all
about raps and such
If I'm supposed to have it good,
why is my life so rough?
I'm walking straight,
but sometimes I need to lean on the crutch
Nobody told me life would get this tough
You gotta feel me though,
cause I ain't trying to be sad
I thank
God for everything I got
and all the blessings I had
I work hard, I still grind all night in the lab
The best friends I ever had
was a pen and a pad
Cause people talking down, hating on me
Yeah, we used to be down,
but now you shady, homie
I see them all up on the internet
debatin' on me
Wonderin' when will I flop,
I know they waitin' on me
A lot of rappers is jealous,
sayin' all that we rap about is swangles
Mad cause they see these below the
shelf like hangers
Should I retaliate the hatin',
pay em back tenfold?
They got me runnin' hot,
but I'm standin' out in the cold
What do I do?
What do you do when
the haters after you?
Keep it real and keep it true
Get that dirt up off of you
Still swinging, they ain't school
Switch your house like money do
Don't let them see the sweat on you
Just keep it real