Still Ain't Forgave Myself

(Still ain't forgave myself, damn It's a lotta fucked up shit that go down man, You don't even know the half) Man I been in and outta trouble since an adolescents Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy present I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they keep me straight 7 and 8, I'm counting money while they moving weight My daddy send me clothes and always tell me come and see him I say alright but still I feeling like my momma need him They sending letters home from school, nobody read mines And plus my uncles, doing 10 years F.E.D. time Then I started rebelling, began crack selling The littlest thing on the corner wit a Mac 11 After school I hear my momma holla homework I say alright ma, but look I got my own work Started interacting wit fiends at the age of 13 Now my momma finding rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy box Like damn, why do trouble come to me like this But on the real, it ain't even have to be like this (fuck) Mistakes made on this road to wealth I still ain't forgave myself Hey, what I am today I made myself but I still ain't forgave myself For running to the grave getting closer to death I still ain't forgave my self For anyone who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave myself At 14 man, thought I knew everything I'm slanging slabs, trapping hard, moving heavy Cain I bought an '85 cutlass on some dane-a-danes Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor blew in 30 days Hardheaded man I ain't listen to anything I'm getting money so, I'm right and I got plenty game Besides why I need school, I'ma be rapping momma If that don't work, then I guess I'ma be trapping momma But hey I promise I'ma make it cause I'm damn good I'ma get us out this hood and off these can goods School just a white man game, and it's ran good At 16, here's my introduction to manhood Blue lights behind me, damn what I'm gonna do Cause I got 2 pounds of weed and a 3.80 too I guess everything'll be alright if I just keep it cool How ya doing officer, what ya mean why I ain't in school Can you search the car? Yea but, I rather that you didn't Besides it's just a waste of yo time cause ain't nothing in it (Laugh) I guess that's when I seen, that I ain't know shit When stuck in a place wit freedom I ain't gone get (Damn!) Mistakes made on this road to wealth I still ain't forgave myself Hey, what I am today, I made myself But I still ain't forgave myself Guess these the chances ya take, when dealt the cards I was dealt But I still ain't forgave myself For anyone who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave myself Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was doing wrong 3 in the fed, 1 doing life, and 2 dead and gone Knew there was more to life than selling blow and chopper busting But what's the good in knowin' better if I ain't tell 'em nothing I knew I coulda told Cap not to kill shawty Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em live shawty You'll probably get locked up, and I'll probably have a deal shawty Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just telling ya like it is shawty Could of told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers blow Leave that country town alone, y'all needa come back home Bankhead and J-Rue, I just feel like if I was wit 'em They would of never got killed that night if I was 'em Seem like I could of done mo', said mo' Why all my partners gotta be dead or in the fed for?? All the time, I just wish that y'all could ball wit me Sometimes at night I close my eyes, and dream that y'all wit me (damn.) And even though they say I can't blame myself I still ain't forgave myself For all the mistakes made on this road to wealth I still ain't forgave myself What I am today, I made myself But I still ain't forgave myself For anybody who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave myself And yea they say I can't blame myself But I still ain't forgave myself For the mistakes made on this road to wealth I still ain't forgave myself Guess this the chance that you take, when dealt the cards I was dealt But I still ain't forgave myself For anybody who ever wondered how I felt I still ain't forgave myself (Ain't Forgave myself) Yea, for anybody who ever wondered how I felt anybody who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, here it is, 3 16's of what's in the heart of T.I.P. This song is dedicated to everybody who ain't here wit me Cap, damn, you fucked up shawty, but when you get out if I live to see it, its gone be on again ya know what I'm saying And we ain't gotta worry bout going to jail shawty we legit now Ya know what I'm saying, Cern, Quint, Endae, y'all gone get out man and when you do I'll be there shawty, always Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I can't change When I get up there, we gone ball again, open the gates shawty let me in, we gone ball. J-Rue man I know money ain't worth a friend shawty, I fucked up bad man, I still ain't forgave myself My momma, sorry I ain't graduate but hell we rich now it don't matter. My uncles shit, it don't matter either, y'all back. Well hell, My Lil' boy (music stops) you better not do the same shit I did or I'ma whoop yo motherfucking ass