December
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It seems like every step i take, im getting close to my grave
And i wish i could change, but a 9 to 5 to me is strain
See me bailing in the rain, sleet, snow, its no thang
And i got what you need, speed, dro to cocaine
Im a scandalous nigga, they want me me desperado
Might not survive tomorrow, living on time thats borrowed
Mama say im so much drama, dont know why im so cold
She said, "Baby you are just like your father, too BONE"
Maybe im just like my brother, in there for 25 to life, why
This situation taking me under
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry, cry, cry......
When thugs ride, ride, ride.......
When the thugs die, die, die.......
All tho im feeling so much pain tho, i cant get out the game
And i wish i could change, but a 9 to 5 to me is strain
See me bailing in the rain, sleet, snow, its no thang
And i got what you need, speed, dro to cocaine
Im a scandalous nigga, they want me me desperado
Might not survive tomorrow, living on time thats borrowed
Mama say im so much drama, dont know why im so cold
She said, "Baby you are just like your father, too BONE"
Maybe im just like my brother, in there for 25 to life, why
This situation taking me under
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry, cry, cry......
When thugs ride, ride, ride.......
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