6 in the morning
Tryna pray
Praying for better days
God took my nigga
It ain't fair cause he ain't take my pain
Remain the same
Kinda hard
I watch so many change
Bro in them chains
Free my nigga
Till it's backwards
My nigga free
Spin for you
But you won't spin for me
This shit too deep
Demons real
Boy I can barely sleep
Don't see the beef
Until it hit my plate it's time to eat
Keep it discrete
In that streets
That's how it sposed to be
He sending tweets
Tagging me
He tryna build case
Say I'm good
Say I'm str8
Them bullets tag his face
My youngins Really with whatever
I just give a name
OG said stay in theme books
Don't let em book you nigga
I be chilling smoke my weed
They tryna push a nigga
You be plotting
Say he slimey
You ain't sliming me
I tell a nigga he can't ride
He won't drive for me
My mama look me in my eyes
Don't tell no lies to me
If she only knew the shit her son hide from her
In the battlefield
Shoot or die
Make it out alive
Traumatized
A nigga cross that line
He getting penalized
F*ck just how you started
Bitch I'm headed to the finish line
Waiting my time
A long time
I had to figure out
F*cked up a few times
What's a loss
You tryna be a boss
See you through yo flaws
Accept em all
You gotta stand to fall
Gotta be a man
To be involved
Don't accept no bitches dawg
Bitch I know you seen me f*cking call
I won't blow up yo phone
Lately I been feeling all alone
So just leave me alone
Crying to myself my nigga gone
Was sleeping at yo home
Probably might just put one in the hole
And put it in my dome
I'm gone
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6 in the morning
Tryna pray
Praying for better days
God took my nigga
It ain't fair cause he ain't take my pain
Remain the same
Kinda hard
I watch so many change
Bro in them chains
Free my nigga
Till it's backwards
My nigga free
Spin for you
But you won't spin for me
This shit too deep
Demons real
Boy I can barely sleep
Don't see the beef
Until it hit my plate it's time to eat
Keep it discrete
In that streets
That's how it sposed to be
He sending tweets
Tagging me
He tryna build case
Say I'm good
Say I'm str8
Them bullets tag his face
My youngins Really with whatever
I just give a name
OG said stay in theme books
Don't let em book you nigga
I be chilling smoke my weed
They tryna push a nigga
You be plotting
Say he slimey
You ain't sliming me
I tell a nigga he can't ride
He won't drive for me
My mama look me in my eyes
Don't tell no lies to me
If she only knew the shit her son hide from her
In the battlefield
Shoot or die
Make it out alive
Traumatized
A nigga cross that line
He getting penalized
F*ck just how you started
Bitch I'm headed to the finish line
Waiting my time
A long time
I had to figure out
F*cked up a few times
What's a loss
You tryna be a boss
See you through yo flaws
Accept em all
You gotta stand to fall
Gotta be a man
To be involved
Don't accept no bitches dawg
Bitch I know you seen me f*cking call
I won't blow up yo phone
Lately I been feeling all alone
So just leave me alone
Crying to myself my nigga gone
Was sleeping at yo home
Probably might just put one in the hole
And put it in my dome
I'm gone
Tryna pray
Praying for better days
God took my nigga
It ain't fair cause he ain't take my pain
Remain the same
Kinda hard
I watch so many change
Bro in them chains
Free my nigga
Till it's backwards
My nigga free
Spin for you
But you won't spin for me
This shit too deep
Demons real
Boy I can barely sleep
Don't see the beef
Until it hit my plate it's time to eat
Keep it discrete
In that streets
That's how it sposed to be
He sending tweets
Tagging me
He tryna build case
Say I'm good
Say I'm str8
Them bullets tag his face
My youngins Really with whatever
I just give a name
OG said stay in theme books
Don't let em book you nigga
I be chilling smoke my weed
They tryna push a nigga
You be plotting
Say he slimey
You ain't sliming me
I tell a nigga he can't ride
He won't drive for me
My mama look me in my eyes
Don't tell no lies to me
If she only knew the shit her son hide from her
In the battlefield
Shoot or die
Make it out alive
Traumatized
A nigga cross that line
He getting penalized
F*ck just how you started
Bitch I'm headed to the finish line
Waiting my time
A long time
I had to figure out
F*cked up a few times
What's a loss
You tryna be a boss
See you through yo flaws
Accept em all
You gotta stand to fall
Gotta be a man
To be involved
Don't accept no bitches dawg
Bitch I know you seen me f*cking call
I won't blow up yo phone
Lately I been feeling all alone
So just leave me alone
Crying to myself my nigga gone
Was sleeping at yo home
Probably might just put one in the hole
And put it in my dome
I'm gone
Writer: Tre'Von Wood
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