How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
I've been hit so many times but I know that ima soldier
Many voices in head devil and angel on my shoulder
Feel myself getting so distant its cold and colder
Lookin for that warm hug but ain't no body there to hold ya
Fa i hear one shot i think he getting
Up
Fa fa feel like 2pac hear 2 shot they done hit em up
Fa fa fa fa now that just over
Kill
Must've been dead ass them lil boys tryna drill
I remember certain days I was sleeping with a wrench
It hasn't always been this way something happen made me switch
I remember I was 12 u beat her ass while I defend
That same feeling of emasculation can't let that slide again
But then it did he kept coming back just like a boomerang
Same feeling on emasculated when is it gon change
Don't know how to be a man so bitchness surround my brain
Pointing fingers at this nigga but you the one to blame
When I go outside staying paranoid look left to right
Cuz at any moment any chance bitch i can lose my life
On a dark path i know future isn't looking
Bright
Only 16 in my youth I know this shit ain't right
It ain't gon
Change
Bodies drop it's like a wood to fire stokes the flame
Heater get to torching bullets scorching causing rage
Don't say you love cuz you if do then why ya love cause pain
Everyone got an excuse so who's ya one to blame
They screaming BLM I don't in just being
Honest
Life in poverty with broken homes filled with empty promise
Hopes and big dreams to achieve
Don't got bread for college
Make money in the streets only way kid became a novice
Damn it's like we born to
Fail
Waisting money on his bail cuz once he out
Going back to
Jail
Damn it's like we born to
Fail
Waisting money on his bail cuz once he out
Going back to
Jail
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
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How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
I've been hit so many times but I know that ima soldier
Many voices in head devil and angel on my shoulder
Feel myself getting so distant its cold and colder
Lookin for that warm hug but ain't no body there to hold ya
Fa i hear one shot i think he getting
Up
Fa fa feel like 2pac hear 2 shot they done hit em up
Fa fa fa fa now that just over
Kill
Must've been dead ass them lil boys tryna drill
I remember certain days I was sleeping with a wrench
It hasn't always been this way something happen made me switch
I remember I was 12 u beat her ass while I defend
That same feeling of emasculation can't let that slide again
But then it did he kept coming back just like a boomerang
Same feeling on emasculated when is it gon change
Don't know how to be a man so bitchness surround my brain
Pointing fingers at this nigga but you the one to blame
When I go outside staying paranoid look left to right
Cuz at any moment any chance bitch i can lose my life
On a dark path i know future isn't looking
Bright
Only 16 in my youth I know this shit ain't right
It ain't gon
Change
Bodies drop it's like a wood to fire stokes the flame
Heater get to torching bullets scorching causing rage
Don't say you love cuz you if do then why ya love cause pain
Everyone got an excuse so who's ya one to blame
They screaming BLM I don't in just being
Honest
Life in poverty with broken homes filled with empty promise
Hopes and big dreams to achieve
Don't got bread for college
Make money in the streets only way kid became a novice
Damn it's like we born to
Fail
Waisting money on his bail cuz once he out
Going back to
Jail
Damn it's like we born to
Fail
Waisting money on his bail cuz once he out
Going back to
Jail
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
I've been hit so many times but I know that ima soldier
Many voices in head devil and angel on my shoulder
Feel myself getting so distant its cold and colder
Lookin for that warm hug but ain't no body there to hold ya
Fa i hear one shot i think he getting
Up
Fa fa feel like 2pac hear 2 shot they done hit em up
Fa fa fa fa now that just over
Kill
Must've been dead ass them lil boys tryna drill
I remember certain days I was sleeping with a wrench
It hasn't always been this way something happen made me switch
I remember I was 12 u beat her ass while I defend
That same feeling of emasculation can't let that slide again
But then it did he kept coming back just like a boomerang
Same feeling on emasculated when is it gon change
Don't know how to be a man so bitchness surround my brain
Pointing fingers at this nigga but you the one to blame
When I go outside staying paranoid look left to right
Cuz at any moment any chance bitch i can lose my life
On a dark path i know future isn't looking
Bright
Only 16 in my youth I know this shit ain't right
It ain't gon
Change
Bodies drop it's like a wood to fire stokes the flame
Heater get to torching bullets scorching causing rage
Don't say you love cuz you if do then why ya love cause pain
Everyone got an excuse so who's ya one to blame
They screaming BLM I don't in just being
Honest
Life in poverty with broken homes filled with empty promise
Hopes and big dreams to achieve
Don't got bread for college
Make money in the streets only way kid became a novice
Damn it's like we born to
Fail
Waisting money on his bail cuz once he out
Going back to
Jail
Damn it's like we born to
Fail
Waisting money on his bail cuz once he out
Going back to
Jail
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
How you tryna take from me when you got food up on your plate
Pen and paper is my therapy my home ain't even safe
Everywhere I go an obstacle I had to make a way
Feel anxiety and pressure on the pillow that I lay
Writer: Jerome Wells
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid