my last chance

there's a lot of shit i'm still waiting for

still wondering

just

you know

crying on this notepad

still waiting on healthcare

praying on welfare

gotta take my my hand up

gotta move my mind in

spend a lot of time there

getting on my grind there

throwing gang signs there

got a peace of mind there

but i can't leave cause

i know a piece of mine there

people i grew up with

don't wanna see me shining

so i grew up with a lot of things on my mind

plannin'

people do bad stuff

wanna stay away from it

got my mind right

so i won't sleep in the casket

see death around the corner

and life is in the basket

that's left from a woman

cause

the death of a woman

means one less man

so give respect to the woman

i guess we just looking

if you could see how i see it

it's pain in your eyes

show em

bleed how i'm bleeding

just wanna talk

just one thing

won't forget what you did

just accept one thing: i'm still waiting

you know there's so much in my life

i just feel like i'm still waiting

you know what i mean?

you could pick and choose

you could win or lose

you could sink or swim

you could stay or move

just had to amass

i match the groove

i match the plan

i match the mood

even though i'm from the hood

i'm a classic dude

like nat king cole

i'm a faster blues

i have the blues

i seen the news

can't go a while

without seeing the food

am i just a judge?

am i just in love?

with this thing called life

can i give it a hug?

can i trust in thugs?

don't hold no grudge

niggas love to hate

but don't show no love

and that's old man thinking

if you closed-minded thugging

that's no man's hustle

no house

no home

no car

no budget

no lord

no gun

but the ladies love him

it's lil b

i'm still rockin'

still grinding for the top

let the bitch niggas know i won't stop

it's lil bars

yeah

i still hustle from the bottom to the top

let them muthafuckers know i won't stop

the hood feel like the invisible hood

i'm the ghost in the trees

i produce this wood

i rap on the tracks that make the block

go crazy and the suburbs love me

word to cousin

right around the time i was hurting

struggling

this dude had my back

gave me motivation

i was asleep on the floor

in the midst of the haze

taking trips to the money

paying for some changes

things started changing slowly

had the floor map

even helped the homies

got a new ride just to show the homie

bought my main bitch a flight

cause she say she's lonely

i don't love her

groupie's a bitch

that's word to stunna

shoutout to birdman

that's word to stunna

i touch down in the hood

i'm off the flight and blunted

it's lil bars

i'm hundreds. yeah

i'ma thank you for this trip in advance

this is my last motherfuckin' chance

i'm still waitin'