Lyrics

Oh
Oh, look around its like the whole world gone mad
Shits sad some kids just born bad
Mum's strung out tryna find the next hit
Desperate all the stress keep the esh lit
Little cunts think there ballin 'cause they got an ounce
All my boys locked up, I've lost count
Whats the chance off a young cunt making it
From a broken home besides slanging, or taking shit
Hanging with the wrong crowd but it feels right
Got some money in your pocket 'cause ya deal ice
Real life comes round see it aint cool
Livin as a crim 'cause you couldnt stay in school
Discipline hitting pipes look your getting thin
And going broke quick look at the shit you win
Thought the easy way was livin like a crook now
Shit is harder then it seems take a look around
Take a look around
Take a look around
Take a look around
Oh, trapping be the latest shit selling to the youth
Rather set their mind free n tell the truth
Cant lie yeah I might off broke a couple laws
And know the feeling as a kid growing up poor
Living learn life sad an is mad stress
Cunts are gearin fried out from the xanax
Taking easy ways out better harden up
Abit off harder self control makes a smarter cunt
Learnt more on the street then the public system
Get your money turn a junkie or end up in prison
Its tough living on your own tryna fuckin
Eat, brought down by the company that you keep
Gotta keep a clear mind gotta fuckin think
Or everybody getting high on the drugs n drink
The past time hanging with the neighbourhood clowns
Never striving for more take a look around
Take a look around
Take a look around, oh
Take a look around
The realest shit ive ever wrote keep your fam straight
Believe in God but the bibles fuckin man made
Can't trust a single soul, can't tell me nothing
Everybody gotta hustle tryna sell you something
Sell dreams sell hope sell a fake fist
Tell with a fake most snakes and your mates it
What im saying n it just aint in the street
Spitting on beats rappers to in the industry
Rather be broke no notes and street fame
Then have a thousand fuckin sheeps screaming my name
Population off the reals less than one percent
Look around most these cunts fucked in the head
Happy homeless and suicidal millionaires
Proof that the key to happiness is all in the head
Try hard but some things you just couldnt hide
Before you look around take a second have a look inside
Take a look around
Take a look around
Take a look around
Written by: Matthew Ford
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