Music: Tariq Ravelomanana/Brian Ennals
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sometimes you realize that your friends ain't shit
Sometimes niggas rap gods, but they can't make hits
Sometimes I wish that nigga still sold nicks
Sometimes your wrist just look like something to slit
Sometimes sky's the limit
Sometimes you wanna start your car up in the garage, sit in that b***h and just Π΅nd it
Sometimes a trick kills a worker, and thΠ΅ pigs just bluff
Sometimes the pigs beat your ass while they got you in cuffs
Sometimes life made to clash in the gulp of smoke
Sometimes you sell out a tour, still come home broke
Sometimes you can't go to sleep 'cause you keep seeing ghosts
Sometimes you gotta cop crack 'cause you ran out of coke
Sometimes you wake up drunk, find Jesus, and lose him
By the time the sun sets
Sometimes your older brother catches you jerking off
And never ever lets you forget
Sometimes it's fight or flight, and you run like the wind
Sometimes you run right back when you should never again
Sometimes you say **** it and don't pay back your friends
Sometimes life don't give a chance to make amends
Sometimes you raise your kids right, they come out ****ed
Sometimes you throw the perfect punch and that cat still duck
Sometimes money's the root of all evil
But most times it makes you happy as ****
Sometimes people are hurt so bad
But they won't ever ever show it
And sometimes she ****in' another nigga
And you will never ever know it
Sometimes you break a heart and there's blood on your hands
Sometimes they eat your feast, rape your wife, and steal your land
Sometimes your enemies turn into fans
Sometimes these niggas make me wanna join the Klan
And sometimes the devil's inside you
Sometimes you see the world and realize you been lied to
I'm a piece of shit, but I tried to
Sometimes rap burst my head, I just do something to ride to
Sometimes you got your kids, who sneak out and get high
Next thing you know, that nigga got a dinosaur in his eye
Sometimes you laugh, sometimes you cry
But in the end it don't matter 'cause you still gotta die