| All this stress and this drama got me feeling really burnt out |
| Used to know a couple G’s but you seen now they turnt out, ay |
| No I don’t never run, no I don’t never hide |
| They come for you when they see you on the rise |
| I get the trippin' when I think about my life |
| You see the pakn when you look inside my eyes, ay |
| I’m really workin' |
| Breaking weed up on my hand fuck a surface |
| Tryna keep my mind busy 'cause I’m hurtin' |
| Sorry baby I’m just real I ain’t perfect, yeah |
| But I’m tryna be |
| Boy I’m fly graduate from astronomy |
| Boy I got it out the mud why you mad at me? |
| I’m just tryna run the bands for the family, ay |
| I’m gonna do what I say |
| Gonna do it |
| No more can I fuck with you if I don’t know you |
| Baby I’m tryna win |
| You ain’t the boy if you ain’t been inside the crib |
| If you ain’t the got no scars than you can never be bitch |
| And this emotion that I’m on it hit different |
| It hit deeper |
| And I can’t imagine like without speakers |
| Of they counting everybody fuck a research |
| Shout out all them boys behind walls going either, ay |
| And shout out to the sheriff too |
| 'Cause they bump my music shout out to the sheriff too, yeah |
| When I’m alone in the stu |
| I’m seeing shadows get thinking I don’t know if it’s you |
| When I’m alone in my room |
| Wicked thoughts get to creepin' I don’t know what to do |
| No, I don’t know how I’m gonna keep on pushing but I got to (I got to) |
| I can never let none fold me no |
| Fin' to keep my word but if my grave it come first |
| Than you got to |
| Got to play this at my funeral |
| Wish I was there when my brothers got shot |
| Wish I was there when my nephew got robbed |
| Wish I was there when my passed away |
| Wished the gun jammed when it was pointed to his way |
| I lost my mind in so many situations |
| You only get one chance so take it |
| Don’t be sad |
| Get caught up by no street code |
| It’s all losses, I can’t even tryna preach tho |
| Yeah you know I’m going hard for my people |
| One like you ain’t never met before |
| The doctor said stop smokin' |
| I said how? |
| It really numb the pain, it mellow me out |
| I’m really getting paid, I run up banks now |
| And yet you see through all the bullshit I just smile |
| I fight until there’s none left of me |
| I can’t call this shit my life I can it destiny, yeah |
| No, I don’t know how I’m gonna keep on pushing but I got to (I got to) |
| I can never let none fold me no |
| Fin' to keep my word but if my grave it come first |
| Than you got to |
| Got to play this at my funeral |
| No, I don’t know how I’m gonna keep on pushing but I got to (I got to) |
| I can never let none fold me no |
| I fin' to keep my word but if my grave it come first |
| Boy you got to |
| Got to play this at my funeral |
| No, I don’t know how I’m gonna keep on pushing but I got to (I got to) |
| I fin' to keep my word but if my grave it come first |
| Boy you got to |
| You got to play this at my funeral |