3Three - 49 Questions Lyrics

Ugh
49 questions rolling my mind I ain't giving it time
Bad memories out my file like this shit 12th of July
Mistakes grinding with pains yet am still feeling alive
Why keep being alive
You ain't feeling this stress
Shit is harder to tell
What to do bout it I put my hand on my pen
Forth telling my stress
Struggles out with a tech
Fucc it up ama tell you dawg
I was 16 when I started thinking bout getting mom a f*cking Porsche
100 milli grooming my head I had to take actions
49 questions grooming my brains I had to seek answers
Questions questions questionnaire
Can I be a millionaire?
That was like a thought of suicide
But no way am gon back down yet
If I ain't got this money taller than Andre I swear I ain't giving up yet
That my promises made to myself
I ain't breaking that yet
If I did it God forgive me
Give me this graces not disgraces shit unforgiven
I made friends back to back but 90% was enemies
Finna destroy my plans in life almost made be a charge of felony
Get the f*ck outta the way you hating scum bag niggas
You made me sell dope in street thinking that how to make it out the hood you pussy nigga
Do you f*cking hear that
Bad decisions out my mind I ain't wanna hear that
49 questions out my file i need some answers
Can I get some answers
49 questions answers
Drop it like it pin let fall up ama pick up
Sensational stress in my heart ama heal up
Feeling what you feeling up inside of you that the other side of you
If you let it speak for you then that really bad of you bad part of you
49 questions out of my file am bout to give up
49 questions in my mind I need to heal up
49 questions In my heart I need to speak up
I need me answers for a 49 questions
They told me drop it when it hot so I dropped it when it not
Feeling little pompous of myself I need a touch
I shouldn't be doing this but am doing it
I made reactions react it reactions to my mirror reflections that like my own attractions
So let me bump on this
Am bout to stomp on it ugh
If you doing me you not doing me that shit ain't part of me
Am upsetting upset reflecting reflects
Anger my angers I told her pack up your bad acts
Get the f*ck out my actions
They told me money root to evil am on the road of evil tell me what the root of me?
F*ck it am sorry you shouldn't be calling him protege
Surprised how your protege becoming an enemy
Surprised how your brother becoming your enemy
This success could f*ck your friends over and they gon hate
So when the hate ain't working they gon turn lovers
That a reflection of hate
You just been giving them pain
Slowly you levitated and ain't hesitating to be one hella of cake
That the end of the game
Stake your price with a range
If I give you my love will you be loyal to the game
If you broke that tell me what should I take?
Your life back no
Your trust back no
Your momma no
No way am doing that
If it happens it happens not my happening
Prolly my lovers mad at your hating so they f*cking your shit up cos you been too much of a Pussy
49 Questions rolling in my brain is just giving me ache
All I feel is a pain
My thoughts is all ached
Should I call God for my sake
I spoke to him in my dreams he called me a saint
Don't worry you gon win
Your future is all painted
Why am I feeling so tainted
Why am I feeling like fainting
Drop that thoughts you acting like cracking
49 questions acting