little things

all i really need is some weed and rythm

ain't no place for Feelings

ain't not scared of Feel it

i'm a g you now i Keep it straight face

why give you the satisfaction n put you back on that place

 

dreams chasin cause i'm Livin the hell

the daily pain put me in the same shelfs

nothing left than inhale and exhale

 

exhale the bad and it fade away

way too far from reality

pray to god for a destiny

pray to god for destiny

 

way too hard to believe and it really gets the rest of me

write some bars too get chills and it really gets the best of

 

Living with their Basic minds and they cannot see

it's the Little things

that can make you think

stop listening to the voices who are whispering

you ain't killin it

 

times are getting harder on the bill ya

cash ruined everything around me

c.r.e.a.m. get the Money Dollar Dollar bill ya