I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness nickel bags full of sess weed laced with hash phone calls from my niggas on the other side two childhood friends just died I couldn't cry A damn shame, when will we ever change And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain Arguements with my foolish troop I spend more time with my niggas then I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang that's the game, I'll be damned if a thang changed Fuck the fame I'll be hustling to make a million lord knows, ain't no love for us ghetto children so we cold, rag top slowin' down time to stop for gas peep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass Uhh, It ain't easy, that's my motto drinkin' tangeray straight out da bottle everybody wanna know if I'm insane my baby mama gotta mind full of silly games all the drama got me stressen like I'm hopeless I can't cope me and my homies smokin' roaches cuz we broke late night hangin' out till the sunrise getten high watchin' the cops roll by Uhh, It ain't easy
Chorus (3X) It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentary or will I stay free Uhh..
I can't sleep niggas plottin' on to kill me While I'm dreaming wake up screaming cuz I can hear them suckas scheming Probably paranoid, Problem is I'm supposed to be fantasing A brother bite the bullet Open I'm fire And I thought "I wonder why this the way it is" Even now looking of for these Killa kids Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin' doin' 20 to life in San Quintan Gettin calls from my nigga Mike Tyson Ain't nuttin' nice Yo Pac, "Do something rightegous with your life Even thou you innoccent You still a nigga So they figure rather have behind bars then triggas But I'm hold ya down And holla Thug Life" lickin' shots till I see My niggas free On my block
No, it ain't easy Till I see my niggas free On the block
Chorus (3X) It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentary or will I stay free Uhh....
Lately, I've been reminiscin' about pepermint snaps 'n Junior High hit the block Keepin' eyes on the cops While D-boyz slang rocks Its the project ked without a conscience I'm having dreams of hearing screams at my concerts meetin' all my childhood peers through the years tryin' to stack a little green I was only seventeen when I started servin' fiends and I wish there was another way to stack a dollar and my appollar cuz these hard times make me wanna hollar will I live to see tommorrow ? am I fallin' off ? I hit the weed And proceed to say, fuck all of y'all ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin' I can't go home cuz mutha-fuckas think i'm buggin' So now I'm in this high powered cell at the county jail Punk Judge Got a grudge Can't post no bail what, do I do and these county blues gettin' battered and bruised by the you know who and these fakes get the shakin' when they face me, snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me sittin' in this livin' hell listenin' to niggas yell tryin' to torture to tell I'm gettin' ill But ain't nobody sayin' much The same old nuts Is makin' bucks While these sluts is gettin' fucked they violated my pobation and it seems I'll be going on a long vacation Meanwhile... It ain't easy No it ain't easy
Chorus (3X) It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentary or will I stay free Uhh...