Just-Ice (Rapper) - I Ain't Proud of That lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (yeah)... Its Ju$tice (ju$tice) Just vibe with me man Sit back and take a ride with me We nick and dime while getting high Rolling Dutchies while we starin' at the city line And I don't plan on having children until the city's mine Come and catch me at a show I'm pretty fly But i'm still that same dude doing petty crimes If you wanna biggie size, you want a small fry you can hit me any time At the drive thru you know where to drive to I turned the crime life into something you can vibe to I keep a shovel i'm doing dirt with my crew But all I want is to have a verse on Itunes I fine tune every track until the rhymes move And let the f**ing flow hit you like a typhoon Im on the grind Ooh.. you know how I do You feel the pain and the pleasure in every rhyme dude deep as a haiku And finally got a spot to kick it so i'll be putting in work when i'm in my room For the pa**ed six years what I survived through Made me crazy thinking I was about to die soon My heart burning like I ate a lot of fried food But now i'm grown so I don't care if the sky's blue My gramps told me it's hard to recognize true love and understand that lust is what will blind you My mom's told me to operate my mind too, said that if I use it correct then its a fine j**el [Hook] And I'm sorry ma that I went the wrong way I got so much on my mind it's been a long day And I'm sorry ma that I took the wrong roads But I figured I'd take time to let y'all know Sell d** I did it (but I ain't proud of that) I'm a thug I admit it (but I ain't proud of that) It's just the way i'm living (but I ain't proud of that, ma I ain't proud of that) [Verse] They wanna know how I be walking Mic's How I be hustling if I ain't even walking nice Its J' to the Im the one who's known to start a fight Diggin in my pocket like, im bout to pull a pocket knife I don't even carry Glocks at night, Naw Im not the type But from close range I can stop your life Just got paid I can drop the price Hit me if you need a slice I'll give you green to light I'll be on the f**ing grind, I don't even sleep at night I'm going crazayyy Put a gun to my head Put me on my f**ing knees and give me to christ I don't care I'm screaming f** the world My middle finger in the air while I f** my girl But while I'm here, homie I'll take what's mine I ain't slackin' mother f**er I just take my time It ain't my time but my time will come, to outshine the sun And I'mma be damned if I'mma quit and leave Til I get rich for beats I'mma sell sticky weed, if you need something for the pain and the misery I don't keep my finger where the trigger be, if I'm in trouble I'll let my hands do the cutting like Kid Capri This is me, Hate it or love it you think i'm living free, but this is Ju$tice homie this ain't liberty And when I talk to my Mom's I feel her kissing me sweet like victory feelin' like how we should be [Hook] And I'm sorry ma that I went the wrong way I got so much on my mind it's been a long day And I'm sorry ma that I took the wrong roads But I figured I'd take time to let y'all know Sell d** I did it (but I ain't proud of that) I'm a thug I admit it (but I ain't proud of that) It's just the way i'm living (but I ain't proud of that, ma I ain't proud of that) [Verse] They say i'm losing my mind I say it's been gone Trust nobody they trying to f** me like n'wrong I'm head strong I don't need anybody to depend on I've seen what h**ne can do to a friend dog I been wrong for a while now, I'm never gonna change I'm just a calm mother f**er when they call my name Pac on the brain, because they don't give a f** about Ju$tice Naw they don't give a f** about us And the truth is that, I ain't trying to be the rudest cat wit the rutger ghat ready to attack But shoot first and i'll be shooting back, so dude relax Every single track got you like, damn who was that My thoughts so clear you could see em through my hat The buddha sacks, sell a pa**, while were doing meth I'm f**ing lost in this world, I need a newer map I'm going round in circles man, Man I'm doing laps My gramps told me never to fall through the cracks And even when you wanna cry Ry, you can laugh You might not get an answer but you can ask You might not wanna smile but you can act And yo you gotta be cool with cash, don't throw away your leftovers baby boy you need food to last And I'm sorry gramps my life ain't sweet But ain't a damn thing change I'm still the same me [Hook] And I'm sorry ma that I went the wrong way I got so much on my mind it's been a long day And I'm sorry ma that I took the wrong roads But I figured I'd take time to let y'all know Sell d** I did it (but I ain't proud of that) I'm a thug I admit it (but I ain't proud of that) It's just the way i'm living (but I ain't proud of that, ma I ain't proud of that)