| 2 Years since my nigga died
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| 1 year since a nigga cried
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| My whole team switch sides
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| Never trust a bitch, right
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| These niggas ain’t loyal no more
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| Money turn these niggas into hoes
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| I just bought a pistol for my foes
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| I just put a new drug in my nose
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| New deal but we still independent
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| I ain’t seen my my momma in a minute
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| Shit, I ain’t seen my daddy in some years
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| I’ve been so focused on my career
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| All these rappers sounding so robotic
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| I done turned in to an alcoholic
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| This industry’s so fucking diabolic
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| Lately I’ve been feeling so psychotic
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| Where were you when I was contemplating suicide?
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| Now I’m any nigga getting euthanized
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| Lately I’ve been dancing with the devil
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| Money make a nigga feel special
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| I feel like my pain all gone
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| I’ve been on the road too long
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| I pray that my kids stay strong
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| One more drink and hope the pain stay gone
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| Am I, losing my mind now?
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| Dark nights, money, and new towns
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| How am I supposed to know, who’s my friend and who’s my foe?
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| Bright lights, faces I don’t know
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| Drug highs, reflections and long roads
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| How am I supposed to know, if you’ll stay or if you’ll go?
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| Yeah bitch I know I got trust issues
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| That’s what makes it hard for me to fuck with you
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| Fuck Cupid, love will break a niggas heart
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| Take a good girl and turn that bitch dark
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| These niggas got more friendlier with Lucifer
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| Funny what a little fame’ll do to ya
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| Lately I’ve been trying to keep my circle small
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| Right before the show we sniffing adderall
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| Right before the show we chugging alcohol
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| Record make the bitches wanna drop their draws
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| They see I’m a star but blinded to my flaws
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| They gone throw that pussy at you after all
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| I hope that my life’s still in Gods hands
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| Only way to overcome the odds fam
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| I ain’t got no tolerance for nonsense
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| Lately I’ve been silencing my conscience
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| I wonder where the dead go
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| My nigga don’t keep fucking with my head yo
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| I ain’t took no time out to deal with pain
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| I’m out here just trying to eat this bread ho
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| More covered and it still fell off
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| I can see these pussy niggas still real soft
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| Oh my god this new life of mine but when I look into the mirror nigga still
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| feel lost
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| Am I, losing my mind now?
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| Dark nights, money, and new towns
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| How am I supposed to know, who’s my friend and who’s my foe?
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| Bright lights, faces I don’t know
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| Drug highs, reflections and long roads
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| How am I supposed to know, if you’ll stay or if you’ll go?
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| I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind
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| Am I, losing my mind now?
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| Dark nights, money, and new towns
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| How am I supposed to know, who’s my friend and who’s my foe?
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| Bright lights, faces I don’t know
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| Drug highs, reflections and long roads
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| How am I supposed to know, if you’ll stay or if you’ll go? |