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sol virani - it ain't always sunny (outro) lyrics

[verse 1]
tell me why the f-ck i thinkin’ about k!lling myself i get it
i’m feeling the pressure and they just want to see me quit it
after all of this effort and nigga i ain’t even shouldn’t
but when i do drop this proof on you
i found relief ’cause when i rhyme some beats
finally hit the streets and i can get respect
and all the love i need and finally i’m free

and a nigga so frustrated even though i’m blessed
i got so many dreams and they got me stressed
i gotta f-cking petal ’cause this life’s a test
but i’m sittin’ cl-ss staring at teacher’s br–sts
and i got so many feelings to get off my chest
feeling like i’m boxed in, so i just confess
i’m a motherf-ckin’ mess sometimes and i’m losing control
that’s the best sometimes, godd-mn

[chorus]
nigga i’m about to break some shit, man i hate this shit
man i really can’t take this shit, but i ain’t gon’ quit
i could bully a motherf-cker going up right now, but i’ll just find my peace
but i can’t be [?]
i really gotta find my peace livin’ life on lease

and a nigga really need to calm down right now, but i’m so frustrated
make a nigga wanna pull a f-cking firearm out ’cause i’m so frustrated
i ain’t really try’na heed motherf-ckers ’cause i’m so frustrated
nigga i’m really ’bout to flip the f-ck out right now
godd-mn i hate it

[verse 2]
really gotta love it when i’m motherf-cking hatin’
try to be the one to stop me, but i gotta make it
really f-ck you if you got a nigga pissed off
ever in my life, nigga you can get picked off
try’na get it in, but my motherf-ckin’ d-ck’s off
and i’m ticked off at the weed and i just cough
hit the weed and i just cough
the blunt’s fat like rick ross

but i jump like criss-cross
and i pull the shocks
and i float the hawk
gotta know shit
but i know where this, not a motherf-ckin’ snack, no goldfish
[?] to throw fists
better choose your pro shit

as the p-ss where i bust my -ss
and left me out on the av’ with a few bags
and a ‘22 with extra mags
and you wonder why i’m still so mad

[verse 3]
t-t-tryna just to get a grip
but i just slip ‘cause my arthritis got me weak and then [?] i’ll fall and i slip and sometimes i can’t get
everything back together
i just want to quit
really mother f-ck this boot that i’m in, and this motherf-cking track that i rap so wack and i ain’t gonna win
who the f-ck am i, nigga you ain’t shit acting like a b-tch
this [?] is falling off my chin
and everyday i’ve been dealing with shit i don’t deserve
this shit that happen at school to me really struck a nerve
this life is really a b-tch and i’m a f-cking perv
i’m way too close to the streets, i’m like a f-cking curve
from the hood to the burbs
none of this fancy shit ever kept me happy
i still serve

[outro]
my family got some money, but shit life had gotten worse
i stood out, nobody liked me– felt like a nerd
and now i’m grown and i’m broke
the music got me trapped
still choking me i’ll tap
you made me pull the strap
mama– i promise i can’t do with everything, i’m sorry
daddy– i know i’d failed you after everything you taught me
my brother’s gonna miss me when i’m gone, but i can’t take it
applying pressure to the stainless ‘cause i’m so frustrated

- sol virani lyrics

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