Life of Mr. Carter

What's harder? Life or Mr. Carter

Ballin' till my hair is as white as Johnny Carson

You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons

Little voices in my head say don't mind the little voices, whoa

What's harder, love or Mr. Carter?

Especially when these hoes ain't right, these hoes ain't loyal

Shit, who's wrong, who's right? Just ask my lawyer

Right or wrong, I'm still gon' take his advice, he take my orders

I be a-okay, instead of alright, all kind disorder

And before I ever take that for granted, I take the charges

See you can't believe in all of the hype you hear at the barber

If the odds are stacked against us, they're likely to stack 'em on us

Lil Tun, Jurassic in the room, Tyrannosaurus

I ain't steal it, I took it, I ain't crooked, I'm cater-cornered

And if my fruits of labor were ripe, I would have an orchard

But I'm nauseous from my ups and downs, and back and forward, shit

Mr. Carter, eyes are always on you

So, I smile for the camera and hide from no reporters

Roll a blunt up in this bitch, when it burn, it start my motor

Shoulder shrugging in this bitch, 'cause the world is on my shoulders, shit

What's harder? Life or Mr. Carter

Tun in this bitch, let's spike the holy water

Tryna' stay grounded, my flight said no departures

Shit, what's harder, murder or abortion?

Whoa, what's harder death or Mr. Carter?

Is it easier to play deaf or to listen harder?

I'm like girl, what's harder than life for Mr. Carter?

Knock on wood but with the wood comes termites and turmoil

What's easier? To change diapers or back to normal?

Times are changing like father time just lost his father

What's harder? To ask for sorrow or to borrow?

Or to break hearts and get your heart broke? I don't know

I ask, what's harder? Jail or Mr. Carter?

School or Mr. Carter? The news or Mr. Carter?

What's harder? Drugs or Mr. Carter?

Judge or Mr. Carter? Court in order

Yeah, what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter

I ride for this shit like a knight in shining armor

I pile up the dope and roll it tight like Under Armour

Coming from this neighborhood is just like coming from comas

I got homies from the old school and we been lost our diplomas

Got some hoes from California think their shit smell like begonias

Got a bone to pick, I peak into your bone

It's like I come from San Antonio, pop up at the spur of the moment

How you want it?

When in hell I'm a roaming

Head on fire, I'm a comet

Heater by the ab-domen, and you know me

Man, I'm all about my business

Business handle business for me

I know you know life a bitch

Turned her to a businesswoman

Mind your business

I'm sayin', what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter

What's higher, the price, or Mr. Carter?

Should I call you mystery? Because I'm right here to solve you

And if you start to smell fear or fright, I sprayed it on you

I made it and when I made it, you hated, I made it on you

You know the streets talk, my ****, don't make them argue

**** faded away, I'll light one and get faded for you

I'm reclining, Weezy Baby, lazy boy you, they enjoy you

I'm like, what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter