Goddamn, when will a nigga get a break I work so damn hard but I never come up I do worse with ever breath I take Sunshine is a luxury Just to see another day is enough for me 'Cause I'm livin' on borrowed time The next funeral I go to might be mine It might be mine Goddamn, I'm tryin' to hold on to my faith They use to tell me it was gonna get greater later Now it's later and I'm still in the same place Anytime I get off the ground Grabbin' my fuckin' ass, niggas pull me back down Fall flat on my face Feelin' helpless and it's written all over my face Here we go again, hustlin' another season I keep my faith in God to face these dealin's Sometimes I win the battle but it doesn't mean I win the war I gotta laugh to keep from cryin' Good times, I really wonder what they are Even if I fail, there's no reason to feel ashamed 'Cause I use to lose, I had an opportunity to play in the game I can't be stopped, 98 percent from the field But they won't pass the rock Even though I'm wide open for the shot Got me ready to scream, fuck my team Seem like the players I'm runnin' with Don't want me to touch my dream With my own hands I'm tired of makin' money in the name of others I'm tryin' to touch it with my own hands Make me wanna rob a bank sometimes But then I have to spend my life, my life, my life, my life Duckin' one time and end up back in the pen So I'm stuck as starter, paid as if I was ridin' a Benz I know it be lookin' I'm rich but I'm not I just how to take what I got and whippin' it lil it looks like a lot Sometimes I wanna give up but when I look at my daughter I pick my chin up, I got to survive Here we go again, hustlin' another season I keep my faith in God to face these dealin's Sometimes I win the battle but it doesn't mean I win the war I got to laugh to keep from cryin' Good times, I really wonder what they are Too many niggas tryin' to take me off of my game I'm tryin' to do something good But because I'm from the hood I always end up in these chains When you see me in the town, you ain't got to slow down I'm in love with my own company Phony homies see me on the TV And I can see 'em comin' to get me in my sleep That's why I'm stayin' suckerfree 'Cause dealin' with hard times is enough for me I don't need no help, my nigga, I can do bad on my own I'm so tired, tired, tired, I'm so tired, tired, tired But I'ma keep on pushin' Here we go again, hustlin' another season I keep my faith in God to face these dealin's Sometimes I win the battle but it doesn't mean I win the war I got to laugh to keep from cryin' Good times, I really wonder what they are What they are?
