| I remember we was sliding back to back inside a Focus
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| That Ferrari drive to fast and I can’t focus
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| I’ve been dealing with some problems I can’t cope with
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| But I made millions off my pain and they ain’t notice
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| I’ve been dealing with this shit and I can’t barely hold it in
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| I can’t let nobody in cause I’m tired of losing friends
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| Crying out for help feel like the walls been closing in
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| Mama tellin me repent, she know I live a life of sin
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| Tell me, when I was down bad why y’all ain’t help me
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| Dealing with depression when they left me
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| I’m too helpless baby
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| Disloyalty got me rocking on my own
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| I can’t seem to trust nobody, my past still got me gone
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| I’ve been in and out of jail calling from a jail phone
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| Trey calling from a cell ain’t supposed to have no cell phone
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| Auntie she a dope head, running the trap like my brother Edd
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| Gotta be careful what I say, I ain’t gonna lie I still want him here
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| Anxiety causing while y’all all on push start
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| Double R when I ride I ain’t talking Rick Ross
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| This shit different
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| I came from nothing now I spend millions
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| Glass chandeliers hanging from the ceiling
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| I ain’t gonna lie, this a whole nother feeling
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| Wait till I show you how I’m living
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| I remember we was sliding back to back inside a Focus
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| That Fierrai drive to fast and I can’t focus
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| I’ve been dealing with some problems I can’t cope with
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| But I made millions off my pain and they ain’t notice
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| I’ve been dealing with this shit and I can’t barely hold it in
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| I can’t let nobody in cause I’m tired of losing friends
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| Crying out for help feel like the walls been closing in
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| Mama tellin me repent, she know I live a life of sin
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| Smiling outside but deep inside I’m so empty
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| They favorite lie they tell me they riding forever with me
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| But lowkey hit me on the low, wanna kill me on the low
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| But high key I’m on point, I already know how it go
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| Bouncing back from all the fuck shit, keep it real and I can’t fake it
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| Tryna accomplish all my dreams before they take it
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| Why all these niggas hatin, the prosecutors hate me
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| How the fuck I’m supposed to enjoy life and worry about my safety
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| I was locked up when Durk had miss me inside a magazine
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| Still think about Von, he showed me loyalty I had never seen
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| Can you hear me when I’m calling, Cory sit down and talk to me
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| I’ve been trying to let go shit but can’t seem to get it off of me
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| They saying that I’m ignorant, but maybe I’m just too direct
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| My mind been on money I’m trying to figure out what’s next
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| Instead of judging me off what I believe
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| I’m stuck between a good life my mind in the streets
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| I remember we was sliding back to back inside a Focus
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| That Ferrari drive to fast and I can’t focus
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| I’ve been dealing with some problems I can’t cope with
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| But I made millions off my pain and they ain’t notice
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| I’ve been dealing with this shit and I can’t barely hold it in
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| I can’t let nobody in cause I’m tired of losing friends
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| Crying out for help feel like the walls been closing in
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| Mama tellin me repent, she know I live a life of sin
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| I’m so helpless baby |