[Lyric] Stuck In This World (Shaker The Baker)

[Verse 1]
Pain never dies cah it still hurts
Cold winter nights on this real turf
Nothing going right, make you feel cursed
Thinking bout the nights when that steel burst
I wake up in the morning and I'm still burse
Texts from the plug make me feel worse
I took a lot of grub, caught a mill worth
I ain't in the mood to trap, I wanna chill first
Every now and then I'm having days like this
I just wanna stay home, blaze my spliff
Wasting my days, all the prayers I missed
Juggling and struggling to raise my kids
I was cooking crack in the kitchen
Then my yute came home and I was actually switching
Son crying cah his dad never with him
Couldn't take the boy footy cah the packs needed flipping

[Hook]
Stuck in this world, nothing is real
Puffing this L, profits and L's
Dottys and shells, heavеn or hell?
Dead or in jail, coffins and cells
Stuck in this world, nothing is rеal
Puffing this L, profits and L's
Dottys and shells, heaven or hell?
Dead or in jail, coffins and cells
[Verse 2]
Sorry mum, I know I'm not the son that you wanted mum
I know I should've done better in college mum
But I was on the road on a hype every night, had you worried mum
Now I've got this gun, I don't wanna use it unless I've gotta mum
Understand where my friend got bodied mum
My life wasn't nice, it was horrid mum
Had me going numb, now I've got a son and I'm thinking twice
If they catch me with this gun they're gon' give me life
Spending hours in the booth on these winter nights
When I get into my zone I've gotta dim the lights
I don't cry in tissues, I've got some problems, underlying issues
Hella years going by, I can't lie I miss you
Rest in peace the mandem, I'm still riding with you

[Hook]
Stuck in this world, nothing is real
Puffing this L, profits and L's
Dottys and shells, heaven or hell?
Dead or in jail, coffins and cells
Stuck in this world, nothing is real
Puffing this L, profits and L's
Dottys and shells, heaven or hell?
Dead or in jail, coffins and cells