I Forgive You

Now, I want to welcome ya’ll to. you know, my I Forgive You mixtape
It’s your boy Lil B — there’s been lot of bullshit on my mind
You know, I’m just tryna stay alive and be positive- you know, uplift
You know… show love to where I come from
Fuck these niggas!
You know?
This shit brings tears to my eyes nigga, cause it’s like
Fuck these niggas, man!
That’s on life, nigga
My inside’s burnt up, I’m tore up from the weed smoke
My vision out of place, I’m a hunter
I got the fiends going, not literally, but mentally
I’m on another note, the last time I’ve seen some real friends
Was on the TV show, and when I was going broke
They always had their comments
Leave you in the dirt and hit you where it hurts
But a man like me, I’mma work on the nightshift
Work on the graveyard even if I never sleep, shit
The American dream is to die self-made
The rich stay rich and the poor eat the grains
Now that’s where the root and the source of all my pain
I was born into war, I don’t want to die in the flames
Well, fuck these niggas, man
This shit kill me, nigga
This shit kill my heart, nigga
Niggas crying over this, motherfucking bitch-ass niggas, man
Listen, just listen, you can hear it in the system
I forgive you for your thoughts
It’s hard to see wisdom, when you’re a 5, you’re not thinking 10
You’re not seeing 7, you’re not even 6
And I guess you kind of pissed cause most niggas staying under
I forgive you for your your hate, I sit back and wonder
Life’s really hard but I move through the thunder
I keep my head up, I step my bread up
The money came to me cause a brother stopped chasing
Quit being so thirsty, no off back hating
No random car rides with the fiends to go shopping
I was stealing that night, I was dealing that night
But plotting by day, I still live in paranoia
Even still to this day, I can’t believe I’m not folded
They not planking in the Bay where I’m from
Cause this is not a game and they got real guns
I forgive you for your ignorance, not paying attention
To the message that I’m giving, to say I’m never sitting
That means that I’m not sick and I been down since the beginning
With a cough and a limp, warm hand and cold lips nigga
This little boss
And I’m thinking about the tat
Cause the squad showed me hate
But I don’t got to relax
I gotta relax, actually, I need to relax
But I got the respect, I forgive you at last
Take the money out the car, put my soul in the bag…
«I Forgive You» mixtape…
There’s not much I can say…
Just feel my pain