Trick Daddy: Hopeless

Feat - Ludacris[Ludacris]Ooh..You feel thatAs I take you to them dirt roads deep down in your southern rootsWhere nobody said life was gon be easyAnd we travel through this emotional rollercoaster called lifeand we have our ups and downsJust keep in mind, when you hit rock bottomThere ain't nowhere to go but up babyJust all about how you deal with it, ya feel meListen here(Chorus 2X: Ludacris) + [Trick Daddy]When life seems hopelessIt make a nigga lose focusEmpty beer bottles and roaches[Helps to get it off my chestCause I'm so stressedAnd all I hear is] FUCK THE WORLD[Ludacris]Man, ever since life's been a gamble, my lifes been in shamblesDouble-edge swords burning both sides of the candleBut Chris, you can't handle the truthDon't wanna face realitySo lower than accept my apologyPlease like when police say freezeAnd I ain't do shit but I'm down on my kneesIts a crooked system but gin straight take the pain awayI charge the game and put my problems on layawayA black man but I feel so blueSo I smoke green and purple til my dreams come trueAnd my eyes turn red, the sky turns greyChildren slangin white in the hood, we call it yayDrinkin' Ol' Gold down my yellow brick roadWhere we write my script until my storys been toldSee, I got a little money and my lifes been upNow I'm fallen and I can't get up[Chorus][Trick Daddy]I had a dream about a dope fiendAnd its strange cause he get a bentley right awayseem to get just for bout anythingPure survival, I want to talk with himHe said he was too busy for that but I was more than willing the walk with himSo as we walked, he talked and I just listenedHe said theres a big difference between crackers and niggazAnd he said white folks look out for the white folksBut uhh...black folks blame other black folks when there ain't enough black folksBut yo...to make a long story shortWe need to pay more attention and do things thats way more convincingHe told me you know, I wouldn't say something that wasn't worth itAnd I damn sure wouldn't waste my time tellin you something that'll hurt youIts your fault for anything if you done stand for something thats for certainBut niggaz don't be listenin and that shit be hurtinNot all of us but some of usAnd if we don't hurry up, they gon bury each and every life of us[Chorus][Ludacris]Sometimes I can't deal with my daily issues just being soberLifes a bitch and I can't control herI wish I could and sometimes to cry on we need a shoulderThe government stand us up to run us overAnd in the hood, they don't seem to understand, god damnWhat's really got me wondering if this part of the bigger plan?Man I smell something fishy going onIts way beyond blowing away the smoke from all of swishas going onThere ain't much that I can do about it (no)But preach the word, tell my peoples spend your money wisely (yup)Don't be absurd by somethings that are fishy (Like what)Like at home, wake up and open your eyes to what the fuck is going onCause they constantly getting rid of us (yup)One by one, whether its drugs or diseases or its gun by gunI ain't no saint either, I feel I'm even doing wrongBy using whats in this chorus to get through this song[Chorus][Trick Daddy]You know, y'all gonna mess around and keep on complainingBout slavery and umm that was over 40-50 years ago, you knowBlack folks need to move onno stay strong and umm, y'all keep playing with us crackersThey gonna have your ass somewhat tied up, wired upOf the backroads of South Florida, Georgia you knowAnd they make it so God can't do nothing for youCan a church get an AmenGod for the thugs tooAmen