Freedom of Speech pt. 2

Young Roddy
Hard as hell sometimes life is
Imagine rolling dirty with suspended life sentence
Not in a million years you see a style like this
So he afloat like this
It took a long time, a long time, I'm talking years
A lot of blood, sweat in here
A lot of tattooed tears
Saw niggas get rich with that pager on they hip
Nearly spend my whole allowance going half on a zip
Half on a zip
And the rest went on kicks
I'm like who fresher than my clique
This shit reminded me of big, I write my name on her tits
I spit my verse of wisdom them niggas spitting clips
I'm tryina make an honest living, but it's hard for a pimp
So I'm higher than a blimp,
Higher than a space ship
And ain't life a bitch, it even fucked my best friend
Leave a crack in that door, let all my hood niggas in
In the next cell I twist this for my dogs who got killed
When we only try to chill they destroy, we rebuild
They ill enough and on pills
And I still ain't get my deal
Been working hard as a bitch, fool, taking care of my kids
You cop yourself some wheels, let them hoes be all in your heel
And even when she with a man, she still lot in my grill
She ratchet for real,
Mad thirsty for real
And I ain't tryina judge, love, I just say what's real
And I'm still tryina stack them dollar bills
The only young boy with a grown woman
Shit, the only young nigga get some grown money
I had that paper so long, get turned dusty
I been getting bread ain't no frontin
At age 13 I got my first piece of cuddy
We ran throat deep and my home boy Cutless
And with 520 you can buy yourself a cutter
That's only in the gutter
Got a wicked jump, shot a pump that buttered, nigga