Cruel World Songtext
von Sylvan LaCue

I′m still workin' my whole life
Still tryna run and they [?]
Money, women, and chaos
Blindin by the Lord, promise land of the payoff
Rose gold and victors, little time, the trade off
Off of the radar
Nice in Calabasas, offers from Medusa
Liquor fountains abroad
Lost city of angels, overthrown by the stars
Landscapes and uggs
Handshakes and drugs
Party favors from strangers, no registration for
Love
When lust heals your soul
Validations from bimmers, my trust nails
Below
How you fuck up the money and still rush the
Show?
Over statin′ my messages
Way too many chains to be hung up on this


Necklace
Hennessy for supper, two ibuprofens for
Breakfast
The long lost nights nice, but mornings be
Treacherous
I know I should'a kept it the God way
Bout' to do it again, hate to learn it the hard
Way
Peace, nigga
I pray you never leave me
Don′t let this cruel world deceive me
I′m still workin' my whole life
Still tryna [?]
Cadence, uh
Flow get to choppin like I′m jada
Time will only tell if I was ready
Fuck being petty, I could never concentrate
On somethin' I don′t give a shit about
Rollin' through the city with some homies who
Don′t ever think twice
Used be the man, they say
Used to have it all, now you climbing from the
Bottom
Fickle man, how can I approach this
They love you they hate you, they love you
Again
Rolling with the pen
Simple with the execution
Let the story begin
These niggas told me I was scared of bein'
Bleep (I AIN'T SCARED NIGGA I AIN′T
SCARED)
Fuck it, I ain′t even judgin'
Back when I was sidelined
Mouth shut, waves out in public
Now it′s me and my squad
Wise till' I die
Fuck about what I said on my last record, stop askin′
Tick-tock fashion, I rose from
The ashes
A phoenix could never compare to me
This shit is like air to me
You niggas trying to hard
I barely give effort with it, been prayin' for my
Brother
16 in the world where they [?]
Gotta check a nigga
Hate to see my nigga lining up ′fore they
Catch a bigger peak of the world that we lost
In
Often I go off in a tangent speaking on this
Bullshit game
Only rappers the mothafuckas who feel my
Pain
And what I get? 25 limits
Swear to God it's a blessing a black male
Even made it alive
Still got homies in a greater surprise
If it wasn't me I, could′ve probably ended up
Like B-I-G
Niggas wanna have me rap sheet, T.I
See my reason in for being in a position I
Managed to progress
We all cycles with his following
Ain′t enough to suck the dick, muhfuckas is
Swallowing
Still I say something and it's that.
Real niggas prevail in the weak squad of the
This shit is elementary
I need a bad bitch, chemistry, and some
Peace of mind over Hennessy
Fuck any enemy, no befriending me
Please, I still get off this
No dickriders man, please get off us
Cops killing kids man, please don′t off us
And all we wanna do is set up shops in office
I'm a killer, I promise that′s how I know ya
Man
Started treating my city like some shoulder
Pads
Successful is stressful but best believe I'm
The one to bring excitement back
Nonbelievers, no time for that
Why you think a nigga up and left last year
It′s looking like the game need more change,
And I'mma be the mothafuckin cashier
Like that