Luyện nghe bài hát Still Ain't Forgave Myself

Still ain't myself damn
It's a lotta fucked up shit that go man
You don't know the half

Man I been in and outta since an adolescents
Spoiled rotten, fresh, wit no daddy present
I got two uncles, and Man and they keep me straight
7 And 8, I'm countin money while they weight
My send me clothes and always tell me come and see him
I say aiight but still I feelin like my need him
sendin letters home from school, nobody read mines
And plus my uncles, 10 years F.E.D. time
I started rebellin, began crack sellin
Tha thang on the corner wit a Mac 11
After school I my momma holla homework
I say aiight ma, but I got my own work
Started interactin wit at the age of 13
Now my momma rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy box
Like damn, why do trouble to me like this
But on the real, it ain't have to be like this (fuck)

Mistakes made on this to wealth
I still ain't forgave
Ay, what I am
I made myself but I still ain't forgave
For runnin to the grave getting closer to
I still ain't forgave my
For anyone who wondered how I felt
I still forgave myself

At 14 man, thought I knew
I'm slangin slabs, hard, movin heavy Cain
I an '85 cutlass on some dane-a-danes
Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor in 30 days
Hardheaded man I ain't listen to
I'm getting money so, I'm and I got plenty game
Besides why I need school, Im'ma be momma
If that work, then I guess Im'ma be trappin momma
But hey I promise Im'ma it cause I'm damn good
Im'ma get us out this and off these can goods
School a white man game, and it's ran good
At 16, here's my introduction to
Blue lights behind me, damn I'm gonna do
I got 2 pounds of weed and a 3.80 too
I guess be aiight if I just keep it cool
How ya doin officer, what ya mean why I ain't in
Can you search the car?Yea but, I rather you didn't
Besides it's a waste of yo time cause ain't nutthin in it
(Laugh) I guess that's when I seen, that I ain't shit
When stuck in a place wit freedom I ain't get (Damn!)

Mistakes made on this road to
I still ain't myself
Ay, what I am
I made but I still ain't forgave myself
For runnin to the getting closer to death
I still forgave my self
For who ever wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself

Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was doin
3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 dead and
Knew there was more to life than sellin blow and chopper
But what's the good in knowin' if I ain't tell 'em nutthin
I knew I coulda told Cap not to shawty
Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em shawty
You'll probably get locked up, and I'll probably have a shawty
Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just ya like it is shawty
Coulda Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers blow
Leave country town alone, yall needa come back home
and J-Rue, I just feel like if I was wit 'em
They woulda got killed that night if I was 'em
Seem I coulda done mo', said mo'
Why all my partners gotta be or in the fed fo'?
All the time, I just wish that yall ball wit me
Sometimes at night I my eyes, and dream that yall wit me (damn.)

Mistakes on this road to wealth
I still ain't myself
Ay, what I am
I made myself but I ain't forgave myself
For to the grave getting closer to death
I still ain't forgave my
For anyone who ever wondered how I
I still ain't myself

And yea they say I blame myself
But I ain't forgave myself
Fo the mistakes made on this road to
I still forgave myself
Guess this the chance that you take, dealt the cards I was dealt
But I still ain't forgave
For anybody who wondered how I felt
I still forgave myself (Ain't Forgave myself)

Yea, for anybody who ever wondered how I
Anybody who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, it is
3 of what's in the heart of T.I.P
This is dedicated to everybody who ain't here wit me
Cap, you fucked up shawty, but when you get out
If I live to see it, its gone be on ya know what I'm sayin
And we ain't gotta worry bout goin to shawty we legit now
Ya know what I'm sayin Cern, Quint, Endae, gone get out man
And when you do I'll be there shawty
Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I change
When I get up there, we gone ball again, the gates shawty let me in
We gone ball. J-Rue man I money ain't worth a friend shawty
I fucked up bad man I ain't forgave myself
My momma, I ain't graduate but
Hell we rich now it matter. My uncles shit
It don't either yall back
hell My Lil' boy (music stops)
You betta not do the same I did
Or whoop yo muthafuckin ass