Guns N Roses

Sometimes I just wanna ask my people what they see in me

I just hop on beats and talk bout life and bout my scenery

Maybe cause I tell the truth a lot, it's not all love and roses

Sometimes we gon' cry, sometimes we rock, sometimes it's guns and roses

Sometimes it's guns and roses

You won't cry when you hear this, but I still cried when I wrote it

Not because I'm feelin' sad, because how crazy the road been

I got a friend that killed a man because that man had pulled up, tried to smoke him

Went to jail A kid didn't make it home till I was done with growin

Woke up in the pen, I cut my leg because my knife was pokin