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The good come with the bad
The smile come with the frowns
The ups come with the downs
I said the ups come with the downs
The love come with the hate
The real come with the fake
The grass come with the snakes
I said The grass come with the snakes
I used to be broke and had to ask for gas money
Now I get the bag and give my kids lunch money
Ain't life funny, how with those you trials and tribulations
While I sit back and watch all these niggas hatin
They don't know my life situation, what I'm facin
Moms dyin' and me being a cancer patient
Not skit so but sick
Thinkin' to myself, ain't life a bitch and then you die
Like Ross, I wanna look my killer in his eye
And tear a nigga head off the ever cross that fuckin' line
What's the difference between you and I, it's me
I sacrifice I'ma make sure my kids eat
I had to take my game back east
Fuckin' with the tough yup, mama done raised the beast
I get it how I live, yeah, I got it from the streets
And if you need a pack, come and holla at Twink
The good come with the bad
The smile come with the frowns
The ups come with the downs
I said the ups come with the downs
The love come with the hate
The real come with the fake
The grass come with the snakes
I said The grass come with the snakes
The grass only greener when you water it
Mission always impossible until you started it
Never settle for less, gotta have all of it
Real shooters is shoot until all the targets hit
No good without the bad
No joy without pain
Flowers grows best after they been through the rain
Secret animosity for those who supposed to love you
Team player, no big I or little U's
Kindness turned to weakness, loyal to a fault
Wear it well, but my heart been torn apart
Kept it too real, so the fake niggas hate
Taz Ventura, pet detective, I can spot a snake