[Verse 1: Apollo Dior]

Uh, Aggravation got me sittin' impatient

My creation brushes any illustration at the end of a saying

Like citations my flow is quotations, copy and paste

Every sketch is traced but I view it in animation

Pure talent, I drink gallons of liquor 'till my liver explode

I seen guns reload on view where the bullet was whole

Keep my eyes closed, open my mind, shit was blind but could be close

But once your finding your ghost, what's important the most

When these niggas champagne glass sweatin' the toast

Bring a high power to a high tower like the Pope

Knockin' on your door Jehovah's Witness and benevolence in it

Shit I'm envisioning, Couldn't live in the color I'm picturin'

But find your way in, handcuffs with wrist cuts

Just to lock a nigga that missed us

Either shoot a fade-away substitute or play the game

Or let the game play you, I accuse myself then lose myself

Then recruit myself, to separate the mood I felt, sufferin'

Everything suffering, body hummin' and I'm stumblin'

Heart pumpin' and I'm wonderin' if he die why I'm still walkin'

And we're living to die, but I'm dying to live

Life's a quiz sometimes you get popped

Hopefully I won't drop 'cuz my feet still tumblin'

Stomach's still grumblin', but I won't stop 'till my Moms not struggling

A single mother stress can make a child more humble and the pressure come with it

But bad influence tell you how to get it

And niggas ain't shit when they tell you how to live it

Same niggas killin' pourin' liquor for their feelings on a corner

Drug-dealin' to support their siblings

Crooks wanna be villains through the pain when it poor but we love when it rains

Obtain the shame with no remains some niggas stay the same, others change 'cuz their enviornment

Jobless niggas, ain't nobody hirin', niggas saying their tired, women ain't buyin' it

If you can't escape it, you might as well hide in it

It ain't what's given, more like what's providin' it

Life has a meaning, but nobody definin' it

I'm getting sick and tired of it

I'm sick and tired of it

Only God can judge me

Only my mom can love me

Females disgust me 'cuz they're there for the fuckin'

But baby if you the one, I'll call for you

Love's some deep shit, but I'll fall for you

At the same time nobodys lure you

Nah, nobodys lure you, nah

The things I did to fuck up the life I lived

Karma's a bitch and I feel a storm comin'

But I walk through it ain't no point of runnin'

Yeah, I said karma's a bitch and I feel a storm comin'

But I walk through it ain't no point of runnin'

Nah, ain't no point of runnin'

Nah, ain't no point of runnin'

Ain't no point of runnin'

Thug Life