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 even the half

Man I been in and trouble since an adolescents
Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy
I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they me straight
7 And 8, I'm countin while they movin weight
My daddy send me and always tell me come and see him
I say but still I feelin like my momma need him
They letters home from school, nobody read mines
And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time
Then I rebellin, began crack sellin
Tha littlest on the corner wit a Mac 11
After school I hear my momma holla
I say aiight ma, but I got my own work
Started interactin wit at the age of 13
Now my momma findin in my socks, glocks in my toy box
damn, why do trouble come to me like this
But on the real, it even have to be like this (fuck)

made on this road to wealth
I ain't forgave myself
Ay, what I am
I myself but I still ain't forgave myself
For runnin to the grave getting closer to
I still ain't forgave my
For anyone who ever how I felt
I still ain't 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 blew in 30
Hardheaded man I ain't to anything
I'm getting so, I'm right and I got plenty game
Besides why I need school, be rappin momma
If that work, then I guess Im'ma be trappin momma
But hey I Im'ma make it cause I'm damn good
Im'ma get us out hood and off these can goods
School just a man game, and it's ran good
At 16, here's my to manhood
Blue lights behind me, damn I'm gonna do
I got 2 pounds of weed and a 3.80 too
I guess everything'll be if I just keep it cool
How ya doin officer, what ya mean why I in school
Can you the car?Yea but, I rather that you didn't
it's just a waste of yo time cause ain't nutthin in it
(Laugh) I guess that's when I seen, that I ain't know
When stuck in a place wit I ain't gone get (Damn!)

Mistakes made on this to wealth
I still forgave myself
Ay, I am today
I made myself but I ain't forgave myself
For runnin to the grave closer to death
I ain't forgave my self
For anyone who ever how I felt
I still ain't myself

all the niggas I was wit when I was doin wrong
3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 dead and
Knew there was more to life than sellin and chopper bustin
But what's the good in better 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 live
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 told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers
Leave that country town alone, yall needa come back
Bankhead and J-Rue, I feel like if I was wit 'em
They woulda got killed that night if I was 'em
Seem like I done mo', said mo'
Why all my gotta be dead or in the fed fo'?
All the time, I just that yall could ball wit me
at night I close 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 still forgave myself
For runnin to the grave closer to death
I still forgave my self
For anyone who ever wondered how I
I still forgave myself

And yea they say I cant myself
But I ain't forgave myself
Fo the mistakes on this road to wealth
I still forgave myself
Guess this the that you take, when dealt the cards I was dealt
But I still ain't myself
For who ever wondered how I felt
I still ain't forgave myself (Ain't myself)

Yea, for anybody who ever how I felt
Anybody who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, it is
3 16'S of in the heart of T.I.P
song is dedicated to everybody who ain't here wit me
Cap, damn you up shawty, but when you get out
If I live to see it, its gone be on again ya know I'm sayin
And we gotta worry bout goin to jail 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 always
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 know ain't worth a friend shawty
I up bad man I still ain't forgave myself
My momma, sorry I graduate but
Hell we now it don't matter. My uncles shit
It don't matter either yall
Well hell My boy (music stops)
You betta not do the shit I did
Or Im'ma whoop yo ass