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Yuh, yuh, yuh I ain't got no gas in the whip No cash in my wallet, no one on my dick No missed call from your bitch What's going on with me? I used to be the man Nobody's pullin' up to my show no more They sick and tired of the same old But I spit that flame though, you know my name, ho Suicidal, you know how that thing go I used to ride around and bang it in my four-door Couldn't step outside without somebody asking me for photos Now it seem like nobody know me I haven't heard a word from none my homies My bitch left me, I'm lonely Somebody set me up, tried to wet me up Bullets in the windshield of my Acura Luckily, they wasn't accurate I wish they took my life Twenty-one was fun but forty-one ain't right I hate my kids, hate my wife What to do? Where to go? My SoundCloud don't pay no more I gotta get it on the low I hope they don't knock on my door What to do? Where to go? My SoundCloud don't pay no more I hope they don't knock on my door The bills due and the walls got some mildew I been looking at this bottle, wonderin' what these pills do My dog died in the hallway I been lookin' at the ceilin', cryin' all day My life sucks, my job sucks My kids sucks, my bitch sucks Haven't even got my dick sucked I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' outta luck I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' for them bucks I used to be a veteran, now I'm feelin' like a rookie My bitch don't give her cookie, I'ma have to call a hooker Get the quarters out the Acura and pay this ho I've been saving up my change for a rainy day I should've listened to them things my mama had to say I put myself in this predicament My life is nothin', man, I wish that I could finish it I'm workin' for a man that's workin' for a man who's workin' for a middleman Get me out of here Sick of shedding tears I thought I was 'bout to be a millionaire But now I'm strugglin' muggin' these motherfuckers with a .44 Do I have to mention I'm desperate? Might just pawn this Double S necklace I can't deal with all this pressure What to do with all of these records? Trying to rebuild an empire, can't even put myself together The bills due and the walls got some mildew I been looking at this bottle, wonderin' what these pills do My dog died in the hallway I been lookin' at the ceilin', cryin' all day My life sucks, my job sucks My kids sucks, my bitch sucks Haven't even got my dick sucked I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' outta luck I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' for them bucks