Big Gabe - Fade Away Lyrics

The golden child, gentle giant with a golden smile
Used to run around The Brook, we was young and wild
My brother came back after being gone a while
He brought me Jay-Z, Lil Keke, and Big Tuck
Boy I'm on now
Straight up out the 'burbs
Back and forth from my mama and my daddy house
So many times I hit that curb
I remember I met black down at Tech, that boy showed me them birds
I threw up when I got home, I know he could see my nerves
I figured I'd apply to Georgia State, 'cause they got them hoes and Drake rhymed it with George Strait
I ended up in bumblef*ck, where I can't even think straight
And I ain't do shit but get high and sip that drank
Boy, that was a thousand dollar mistake
No degree yet, but the debt still on my plate
And I don't even think 'bout all the classes I gotta take
Trying to pop off before I drop, shit, that'll make the third time
And I been thinking about it recently
They like the music but the final semester grade don't be feeling me
No, I'm not really asking for your sympathy
I'm just asking that you sit down and listen to this symphony
I need love, I admit I like hugs
Right now I only get them shits from God above
Nah, f*ck class Imma be the plug
Actually where the plug, I done got high off my own bud
Them sixty hour weeks wasn't sitting well
Fifteen credit hours of hope, with sixty hours of hell
Or maybe jail with a foreseeable bail, until you realize nobody else in hell and now you mad as hell
Tears dried and drove my melanated face pale
Shit, at least I got some pen skills
Shit, rent's due
How the f*ck you pay bills putting turkey on a scale
Or working them twelve hour shifts, I swear that Wal-Mart shit hell
Until I broke free and ended up in a different hell
Proud of the good times, but the bad made me
Only reason you niggas eat 'cause y'all life gravy
I hate that my mama think that I was just being lazy
But she don't even know that I been dealing with depression lately
My heart hurt literally
F*ck the doctor I don't want to know what he'll reveal to me
God and diet that'll end up healing me
The last thing I want is some f*cking food killing me
The last thing I want is a f*ck nigga feeling me
I know she ain't perfect, but how the f*ck you ain't vote for Hillary
So much frustration, but I'm a black man so I can't pull a Gronk after miss penalties
No thoughts of taking my life
But thoughts of taking the shit that I write to a better place, a get away
Somewhere I can be forgot and fade away
I just wonder if they'll end up missing me

Alright for-real I'm done
Now that I got that shit out the way