Crank That

I been losing patience lately... It's still fuck 12 doe Used to be in class, licking ash, off my elbows Never had the Nikes had the Reeboks with the velcro Soulja Boy Tell'Em ringtone on my cellphone Tell me I ain't been that nigga, troublesome kid I use my mom and dad as proof that finding love is a myth I went swimming in my thoughts and found a sunken abyss Instead of trusting in myself i put my trust in a bitch I fucked it up from birth I used to count the love as blessings now i'm old And see that having heart was just a curse Used to think that death was bad but found there's something worse Like bein' caught up in this pain while bein' stuck on earth... But i got bitches and weed, that's all i need And a banger case i need me a piece to keep with my peace I seen these niggas in closets they fake belong to the streets I tried to snitch up to God tryna get a early release Turnin to the vices you can't beat em you join em' Money talks are conversations we can't ever avoid em' But I'm a product of this stress that the money never could buy Boy there's Hella shit i'd do if i knew i would never die If i was never gon die I would take over the world if i was never gon die Is it really still living if you never gon die Lace my forces, light a blunt and keep this strap on my side I ain't ever gon die I ain't ever gon die, no