Dmoneyesko — Identity Crisis

Facts Wake up in the morning get some weed right out the sack I was lost no path for me to go My life was lookin black You on the block You hoping its the opps So you can all attack Back on the block You got a 40 Glock You go to sleep wit that Who he think he is? Oh you a shooter? Then bitch shoot me Shooting clip right after clip We turn that boy death to a movie Slidi, ridin in that beamer boolin And i be damned if she try to break my heart That bitch she better get the movin Do or die this ain't no picking sides So really what you doing? You know we come thru Cold Bold Smacking Shit like boston bruins Tell the truth alot of niggas that be rappin They be cappin Who am i to judge em Im jus tryna show him he ain’t bout it Slap his ass he getting rowdy My bitch mad she sittin poutin You can have it at the house but you can't leave the house without it Smokin gas this ain't no cookie See you mad yo bitch is lookin And lets say if dont know a nigga Then his bitch is tooken He ain’t shootin you won't blow a nigga Betta keep it pushin Or yo ass gon regret the day you came here with that bullshit New bitch classy She ain't a hood bitch Where is you from We gon slide where yo hood is Up every morning im tryna get rich from a dollar so sleeping ain't what i been doing So many nights wit no lights and dont bills dont get paid Im thinkin ma what is you doin? Crazy i find out she selling herself for her wealth and spent it all on drugs im ruined I can't sleep, ainnt no purpose Keep it going, is it worth it I done tried so many times Tears dried up can't even cry Can you look me in my eyes Tell the truth ain't gotta lie If i die Keep that same energy Yall wouldn't slide if i was alive Youll never fail if you never try Youll never win if you never do Postin subliminals all on the net and you gettin upset i see you fit the shoe