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They say live and learn...
But I done bled and burned.
Ain’t no rewind on mistakes,
Only scars with names.

If it sounds too sweet, it's got a twist,
A snake don’t hiss 'til it's clenched in fist.
A smile too wide got somethin’ to sell,
Most them angels you meet fell straight from hell.

If she moves too fast, she’ll leave faster,
She’ll kiss like heaven, then curse like a pastor.
Whispers ā€œforeverā€ with lust in her eye,
But forever don’t mean shit when it’s laced with lies.

They hand you dreams like lottery slips,
Then vanish like fog with your soul and your chips.
So I sleep with one open, one on the Glock,
One foot in church, one foot on the block.

Learned the law when my trust got broke,
When ā€œbrother for lifeā€ turned federal ghost.
I don’t expect nothin’ now but the pain,
If it shine too much, then it’s coated in stain.

Don’t expect a damn thing — not even a call,
'Cause the ones who say ā€œalwaysā€ gon' let you fall.
Don’t trust no word, no kiss, no vow,
They love you loud and leave you how?
Life got laws, they don’t bend, they bite,
And if it feels too good — then it sure ain’t right.
So keep that heart where your pistol stay —
Tucked deep down and outta the way.

I’ve been stabbed by the same ones I fed,
Turned my pain into books that I bled.
Got a ledger in my soul with names and crimes,
Each verse I spit is a warning sign.

They’ll call you brother, then rob your crib,
Smile in pics while they hide what they did.
They don’t love you — they love your shine,
When it fades, so does they time.

I gave too much, got nothin’ back,
So now I ride solo with a heart gone black.
Taught my son: ā€œDon’t beg, don’t plead —
And never trust nothin’ you don’t fuckin' need.ā€

See, they love when you’re weak, hate when you win,
They’ll cheer your rise just to watch you descend.
Best believe, boy, this life don’t bluff,
And if they too kind? That shit sus.

Don’t expect a damn thing — not a tear, not a dime,
Even if they swear it, they lie every time.
Don’t bank on love, don’t lean on trust,
ā€˜Cause even steel hearts end up rust.
Life got laws, wrote in grief and grit,
And every ā€œI swearā€ got a backdoor writ.
So keep your soul like your blade at night —
Sheathed, silent, and ready to bite.

Had folks I’d die for, swear on my name,
Now I walk past they graves without feelin’ shame.
They flipped, they snitched, they vanished when broke,
Left me stranded, chokin’ on smoke.

Ain’t no honor, just wolves in hats,
Smile in court while they squeal like rats.
So don’t be fooled by a drink or dance,
They’ll gut you quick for a second chance.

If you loan it, forget it — if you share it, it’s gone,
And if you get crossed, chalk it and move on.
No handouts, no pity, no savin’ grace,
Just play the cards, hide your face.

Don’t confuse silence with peace,
It just means the pain’s got a brand new leash.
And don’t confuse love with need —
That’s just a dressed-up greed.

Don’t expect a damn thing — not even a prayer,
Most folks’ll fold when life ain’t fair.
Don’t trust a voice that says, ā€œI swear,ā€
Just trust your gut — it’s always there.

Life got laws, don’t come with grace,
It just teaches slow, with a crooked face.
So tuck that heart where your pistol stay —
And walk alone at the end of day.

Laws of life...
You either learn ā€˜em…
Or you become the lesson.

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