And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die.
No matter how hard it gets, keep your chest out, keep your head up and handle it.
if they take half the buildings that they use to praise god and give it to the motherfuckers who need god we'd be 'aight
Cry later, but for now, let's enjoy the laughter.
When I die and they come for me bury me a g.
I exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal Trying 2 find peace of mind and still preserve my soul