Frustrated Lyrics

Frustrated lyrics

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Hey doom niggaz



Come get drunk wit me



Is it alright?







[Verse 1]



See what you don't know is



I'm a 5150 a schizo in the mist



I keep my pistol in my grips



You disappear like extra clips



If you fuck wit me



Good luck wit me



I'm buck 50



Don't worry about trouble cuz



I brought the truck wit me



And I got the cowl 50



That's the only thing I trust lately



That and my babies



Cuz they aint old enough to turn on me



After it's ??



Like these paperplate ass niggaz



And these lyin ass bitches



All I need is me 



The rest of you all can die in these ditches



I be a broke motherfucka



Trenchcoat motherfucka



Cut throat plus I'm motherless



Your stomach can't stomach this



My stomach is rumblin



Cuz I'm hungry 



Confused and half dead and ???



Them dark broom niggaz



Spark the room niggaz



Start to finish niggaz



Then my heart diminish niggaz



So let's start it then finish it then back to the start



I used to sing to myself in the dark



Cry in the dark kill in the dark it's all the same







[Chorus]:



Sometimes I get so high



That's how I cope with life



When things aint goin right I'm frustrated



Fuck you for judging me



Mind yours and let me be



Why can't you niggaz see I'm frustrated







[Verse 2]



My attitude is shitty



When I aint got no motherfuckin money



When I'm hungry



And can't put a damn thang in my stomach



What's frustrating



I'm havin problems with my old lady



And lately she been against me and hatin



Sayin fuck it



I got to keep it ruggish and thuggish



Mean muggin kissin and huggin



I aint got time for that fuckin dumb shit



It's time to kick it and get it twisted



With my homies and some bitches



That's the deall



Everybody straight fuckin



It's fucked up when a big mouth slut



Fucks it up for the rest of us



She's a cousin to us



Nobody wants to fuck with her



She's the ugly one



I hate pussy and bitches



And I believe that pussy belong to dick



And you already know I hate the fuck out of faggots



Powderpuff, twinkletoes, catch blows to the nose



I don't think God meant for niggaz



to bump big heads and take it up the asshole



Got to keep it real



No longer debatin



This is how I feel



I'm upset and frustrated







[Chorus]







[Verse 3]



I'm fixin to knock shit out the box



And be a rabid dog



Bounce bitches off walls



Kill 'em all



Cuz I been strugglin like a tug of war



Since I was born in this wicked ass world



Now it's time to let loose and get the juice



Showin the steel toed boots



And flip the loops



Avoiding all obsticles



Well face 'em head up



Nigga man up



What the fuck



You scared or what



I hit the bottom when my pops died



What fucked me up most is when moms cried



Had to keep my composure (hold it in)



Don't let her be holder (emotionless)



Be a soldier



Now I been tryin to do this music thang



For years and big money aint came



But I'm tryin to be patient



I'm still waiting



Bout to break up and shake up shit



Cuz it's frustratin







[Playboy 7 Talking]



Shit man I'm tired of bein so motherfuckin broke



If I wasn't so broke



I could take care of my mama and my kinfolk



But I'm just stuck out here



By my damn self



Thought I had family out here



But they done fucked me



Didn't even use no vasoline, none



Ass still hurtin



Trust in motherfuckers



Rollin around with homies 



You know what I'm sayin



Thinkin they hard thinkin they down



Flake out like some corn flakes



Kelloggs ass niggaz



Man a nigga like me just can't work at no motherfuckin 9-5 job



Got the motherfuckin boss fuckin off



And I'm doin most of the work gettin paid bullshit



I come in there on time and do my shit and I still get paid shit



Don't even have enough money to pay my motherfuckin rent



I gotta do a little hustle



Shit man, there's a black and a white side



Is there a gray area?



I'm lookin for it



Everytime it seems like I'm gonna come up



Somethin always slaps me in the face



Wether it be a Po-Po or a fuckin ho



Ho ass niggaz not thesehoes



I trust no bitch



Done learned that a long time ago



Wish I had my motherfuckin pappy with me next time



And give a nigga some knowledge



Teach a nigga somethin



That nigga flaked off when I was 13



Ho ass motherfucka



And if I find you I'm a whup yo ass too nigga



Tired of bein broke



Worried about my momma and thangs



Thinkin about homies that's dead and gone up in the pen



Motherfuckers that's fixin to go to the pen I just see it



Feels like I'm just wastin my breath for some of the homies though



I just don't even know what to do no more man



Man fuck this shit



Fuck it, I'm through