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son of a bitch - shybelligerent lyrics

[intro]
man i’m tired of being tired
life is weak as f*ck
as soon as i start thinking i fought off my demon
it sneak a n*gga
then i found out that demon was me
i been fighting my self this whole time
getting my ass whoop
look f*ck

[verse]
life hitting hard then b*tch it make me wanna hit some drugs
my brother facing life my other brother bout to hit a dub
my momma walked on life before i was walking left my heart broke
my ex told me ima son of a b*tch i told her i know
the streets took all my day 1s bros and left me alone
[?] so i started pimping hoes
momma shoulda got a abortion on my life i been dying slow
just let her go since the 5th grade that’s what i been told
you a [?] b*tch i’m tryna hit that ima [?] i know you tryna hit this
oh you got a n*gga? ok i got a b*tch and if you know how to stay anonymous
then sh*t its time to make some bad decisions
can’t be wit no b*tch ill happy to die lonely
if i die right now that’s because ain’t n0body praying for me
[?] walked in then they don’t i got a lose them the devil on my soul he convincing as f*ck i might just give it to him
judge tried to wrap the rope around my neck i’m dangling thru it
how you go paint a picture of me and say i drew it
ion work on a farm b*tch i ain’t dealing with yo bullsh*t
to get over the pain i got to get under the influence
just popped a perc i don’t even know what i’m doing
and i forgot my verse police blurt me i act like the 3 stooges
i wanna go to church but the devil might be standing at the pool pit
born downtown real los angeles baby to the fullest
[chorus]
i’m stuck in the deep end because ion know how to swim it got me stuck in the trenches
man i’m tired of this sh*t i can’t see my kids because my baby mommas acting like some b*tches
f*ck it i just shake that sh*t off
n*ggas just k!lled the homie we ain’t finna shake that sh*t off
freaky b*tch let me hit now she finna get blocked
lapd just bust a b*tch blood i’m finna get lost

[verse 2]

f*ck this rap sh*t ima f*ck up ion think i’m go make it
b*tch shake that azz for a bounty hunter b*tt ass naked
i was driving down long beach blvd writing this song
at the same time and almost crashed i’m dedicated
ill take my own life before i let this n*ggas take me
on 113th street shaking hands with fiends
drove down the street to the projects the one that’s matching my rings
ball out f*ck around and win win win rings for the whole time
show me dreams come true im getting with it
sleepless nights got me sleep walking nevermind that was the lean
i tried to sit down at yall table remember it wasn’t enough seats
starving my ass off had to watch everybody eat
now the tables been turned
well if that’s how the cookie crumble
ill eat the crumbs off my shirt won’t be able to eat off me
[chorus]
i’m stuck in the deep end because ion know how to swim it got me stuck in the trenches
man i’m tired of this sh*t i can’t see my kids cuz my baby mommas acting like some b*tches
f*ck it i just shake that sh*t off
n*ggas just k!lled the homie we not ain’t finna shake that sh*t off
freaky b*tch let me hit now she finna get blocked
lapd just bust a b*tch blood i’m finna get lost

- shybelligerent lyrics

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