Laundromat Freestyle

I been grinding for a minute never sit down
Infectious rhymes you getting sick now
Hop scotch as a kid now I skip town
I can say confidently that I'm the shit now
Big dog talk you likely to get bit now
From mall walks to gold on my wrist now
Like Paul Wall you really need to slow down
From the country but ain't never seen no ho-down
Passed up in school but now that hoe down
Stuck in the same town
That's how the world goes 'round
Yeah
That's how the world goes round
Kick me while I'm down im jumping up going pound for pound
Never been tough enough but still made my daddy proud
My mama never did like rap but she like my sound
She like my style
She like that I still come around
Won't turn my back on them unless I'm 6 feet underground
But I'll still be looking up
Stayed away from the double cup and the shit that'll get me stuck
Not hating on the ones that do it but for me if I am going through it It'll never be enough
I know myself well enough
Self control feeling rough
I'd end up dead or in cuffs
And still feel I'm not enough
And back to where I started as an artist I'm out of touch
As an artist I'm out of touch
Uh
Uh
Never been around drugs
Never hung out with thugs
I was brought up real nice my fam aways showed me love
But I had demons within
My thoughts been flirting with slugs
Still walk around with a grin
I keep my pain in the tuck
It's too much of an inconvinience
I'm sorry just know I mean it
I'm starting to see this dream I'm dreaming got me in my feelings
Future goals nephews in nieces
Future foes confused from recents
Fewer know my deepest reasons always changing with the seasons
Lemme get these bitches out man
Damn bro they still damp
Shit's a rip off man
Hell I'm 'spose to do about it
Another quarter I guess hell
Bankrupt by some damn laundry
I ain't never going to a laundromat again bro
I wake up every morning for the ones I love most
Got some shit going on it ain't been diagnosed
Probably need some help I ain't the one to boast
Just playing my time out and then it's adios
Ain't nothing bueno no more
Done lost many amigos
My energy been ten toes
But lately I'm feeling low
Reminiscing to old times when my pockets had no money
I do find it so funny how things come and go
I been wishing for more nights where my conscience is alright
And my vices is hog tied but the cold wind still blows
Thorns in my side but ain't no sight of a rose
Been moving real fast but ain't no sign of a road
Ran off in the grass then crashed into a home
And just in a flash my past came racing on
Do they love me where I'm at
Will they miss me when I'm gone
I lay my pain on the track to keep from bringing it back home