HoodFace - Til The End Of Time (I’m Me) Lyrics

Back in this bitch like I never left
Crease in the J's from the corner step
My brodie T'd up like he need a tech
On Gods's Journey I'm feeling blessed
When my brother died I got so depressed
It's been a minute, but Imma need a sec
They switched up that's a weirder flex
Free all the homies on a weak arrest
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time, I'm with illest rhymes
I did some silly crimes, without any time
In my pocket probably was about a dime
Use to ride out on 665
We are not alike, you couldn't live my life
I had a fine bitch, bad on both sides
These rappers stay asking for co-signs
And in no time, I improvised
Like Lamar Jack in the backfield
Was apartment living next to Sheffield
Sometimes I would swing down to Springfield
I would slide down to plug for some refills
My growth showed me something more peaceful
I'll still burn the gas off that diesel
I'm trying to give back to my people
But they cover the glass it's not see through
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Of the life we knew
We live
We love
We fall
Got too many opps in the blunt pack
Them rappers are history I'm down with that
They ain't spinning back
They didn't think Hood could really get like that
Like all my verses should earn a f*cking plaque
Or gold medal like Simone Biles
Save the neighborhood like Morales Miles
Treat my brothers momma like my own momma
Don't deal with bullshit I got my own drama
Lost my brother n' sister, I got hella trauma
Done smoked 3 packs of that marijuana
I'm getting dissed out by f*ck label owners
They a f*ck crowd if they ain't f*cking with us
L-Town you know I gotta show love
Home bound, like London what's up
We from the home of the Ohio State Bucks
I got 37 Nights on rotation
Don't even feel free on vacation
These rappers aren't even in the conversation
There's no time of day I'd give consideration
I gave em' handouts without appreciation
I made rappers careers had em' elevated
Could end any of em', they all overrated
This the Hood baby you at your destination
Til the end of time I'm me baby
J's on with the jeans baby
We f*ck around n' chase green baby
How much more do you need baby
Til the end of time I'm me baby
Peace living that's me baby
GOAT status that's me baby
Why you sleeping on me baby
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
Til the end of time I'm me
If it wasn't for that nosy son of a ...