[Pastor Troy]
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Lord I'm sorry, I'm tired
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God I'm tired, God I'm tired
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Don't nobody know what it is, don't nobody know it's like
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I'm livin today thru tommorrow and I know I ain't gon' make it
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[Verse 1]
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Livin today thru tommorrow while yesterday was cursed
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I put the pistol in my mouth and yell fuck the earth
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I worked for food stamps without the book instead of helping me
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or blessing me my niggaz below, I thank my niggaz
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And Tommy Hill can't help me figure a damn thang
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less than frontin me a pound of weed or some cocaine
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I had got to the same conclusion that Uncle Sam made
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don't touch the dope but know it's movin'
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and if it's proven what I'm doin's gonna hurt to the hustle
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That's on the muscle this whole motherfuckin world is trouble
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when I don't laugh took the color,
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took the color blind while toatin dimes and my nut sack full time,
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I'm grindin playa, damn askin momma may I
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I'm writin fire bet you wanna fuck up nigga start gettin high
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I rely on my mother nature, quarter to break her
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Gotta show her I appreciate her, with all these haters
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that be constantly surrounding me, nowhere to go
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so I smoke some weed and drink some mo'
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Now they my friends and I been in a bunch of crazy moods
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God please excuse quick to race because I love to loose
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Yeah I'm the loser
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[Pastor Troy]
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God I can't take this no more, I can't take this no more
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I'm sorry, I can't take this no more [gun goes off]
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[Chorus 2X]
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Livin today thru tommorrow while yesterday was cursed
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I put the pistol in my mouth and yell fuck the earth
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Livin today thru tommorrow while yesterday was cursed
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I put the pistol in my mouth, put the pistol in my mouth
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[Verse 2]
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Now see the thouhgts of what you showin me
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A empty picture as I beg the world for everything
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Never could get a piece of this american dream
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(I took a nap) I took a nap when I wake up the same thang
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Back in trap, shootin craps without shootin guns man that's my life
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They say that I'm the son of God, I thinkin twice
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the price of the leather see and I don't speak
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as I preach keep the pistol in my reach
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cuz niggaz crazy, look at how this doja made me man I don't sweat
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Playin russian roulette with the tech place yo bet
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Love let the devil kill me (I'll be okay)
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cuz I'm gone have to die any fuckin way why not today
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[Chorus]
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Livin' Today Thru...
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| Pastor Troy |
