The nightmare

Stayin on that messy floor,praying Nigga,I ain\'t comming at you hating But I\'m stunned on what you doing Cuz God ain\'t did shit,for you,for me Life is how you make it to be Yeah,don\'t stare at me,look what I see: Feens,crack-heads,bitches,motherfuckers All fucked up and heading to your muffles Ain\'t nobody helping,you\'re down,almost dead!! You will ask me then:man,what was in my head? Everybody gets what they want:cars,jewels,money,houses Last year i spent all my time sitting on black roses This shit is harder than argue with my bitch I gave you a second chance but you prooved to be a snitch! Everyday i see rich motherfuckers smiling Shit,like i suppose to like it I could be roll if i could be with her But that bitch is humpin\' with another player. You wanted my shine but i gave you ice You wanted to know me,i gave you twice Now don\'t come to me and talk shit nice!