Recovery

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Flock] The devil on my back and he won't let a nigga breath Got these demons in my room and they won't let a nigga sleep Got these percs all in my system they won't let a nigga eat And my baby mama she keep bitching she don't want a nigga to leave I'm just trying to get my niggas all up out the streets And niggas can't walk in my shoes cause I know they hurt your feet I know when I die ya'll going to remember me I know when I die that I'm gone die a G And all these niggas trying to be like Glocka but they can't resemble me My mama keep on stressing, she don't want to see her son [?] Seeing blessings cause I know C. Diddy watching over me But I see than Satan is controlling me I ain't living life like I'm supposed to be And all these pussy niggas wasn't there when a nigga had all them roaches in my food And these bitches wasn't there to comfort niggas when I wasn't in the mood Sleeping too uncomfortable Cause a nigga comforter always full of tools Ain't no choice, what a nigga supposed to do Couldn't sit around with no attitude Had to get off my ass, praying a nigga wouldn't crash out [?] they ain't really with me, they just want to keep their hand out But I was looking at it different, thought I was helping my man out But she ain't never really [?] it was planned out But see I got a plan now And I was putting all these niggas on when a nigga wasn't even asking for a dime And I just lost the love of my life when all she did was ask me for time And Lauryn Hill said it best When she told a nigga that the love was blind I guess I was blind to the fact That I couldn't take care of what was mine Now all I ask do you [?] This pain will [?] with this cigarette Trying to figure out life still ain't get it yet Got a couple niggas I ain't hit at yet