[Verse: 32] I'm going through a break-up I see a women and I break up with ten I put 'em back together and I break 'em a match made in heaven or the thin line between Love and hate that we 'till it makes us repent I'm let you know that this plays on my head So you don't to wait till I'm dead Cause patience ain't one of your I waited a lifetime just to end up in the I write rhymes so they won't consider me an While was nominated for a Grammy for the ninth time I was shedding tears with my family in the nite Night time's over, I see man acting Scarface But they won't like Sosa The night I up was when that black car rolled up I was nine years old, blud Shopping for my mother, went to buy a tin of beef Car flashing, is this when me and the Lord meet? Tints down, he shook his head when he saw me I it wasn't for me I've skipped death than you've skipped breath In your gym sesh, cardio won't make the kid I've the prince cry when the king left Is the Queen gonna mates or keep him in check? Now I've seen a gunner rolling like him with check Screaming "suck mudda", incest It makes you wonder the kid went When lick all our in friend But fear allow you to be yourself I'm Cool J in a Kangol, yeah, I did it Don't see us bond, guess they'd rather I string a bell So that's why I above my weight till I beat Adele I am Shakespeare great hair probably be the next Wayne Hector in eight years Tinchy had to break a few to break here Drake really had to the pressure to Take Care Take care of you, take care of me, care of us Take care of Mum, care of everyone You see how fast the hate turns to When everybody has to rate you've done Man will shade on the slums But I rate it made me become See, I could been wasted and dumped with about an eighth in my lungs Yeah, I pray the fuckboys keep distance I'm to Berys, putting up a resistance You can keep your merits, man, I come for I'm from the type of home my brother's my sister But that don't a difference cuh I love her to bits and We're just some tryna master the system I had a mega when I was running the infants Young Fire, Old Flame, you'll get bun in the for me Mummy, won't you for me? like I'm carrying a slave on me But I'm just carrying the on me It's just a They say it's just a game, they say it's just a Well, if this is just a Why we just to play? It's a game They said it's just a game, they say just a game Well, if is just a game Why we just to play? And for you, this might be eight But for me, this is another day Just another race, in a race with the Tryna make it off the slave Can I get a break? I don't want another chase Cause I'm tired and no one to relate Nor can relate My was a great I had to put her in a grave, now my still aches I had to her away I'm still carrying the Fuck marrying the This is for my family to And the young niece carrying my
Bobii Lewis] Pray for me, Pray for me, for me, yeah