Hold on one time, Lord just give me a sign
So broke, so scared, and I swear that I'm tired
When I graduated high school, I ran out of time
Ain't no story in this life as convoluted as mine
You see in 1st grade, my father was around, I saw a little
In 2nd grade, I had an accident, they landed in the spittle
In 7th grade, boarding in school, I got hooked around the drugs
That's why I always pop a Percocet when I just need a hug
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Reasons why I can't go back to you, so get up out the way
I been broke for way too long, I swear it got me scheming
I smoke a blunt and pop a Perc, and sip a line, I guess I'm fiendin
Now I'm feelin' way too lazy, but I'm still gonna perform
I feel just like a vet, I'm workin' out and gettin' perfect form
Now my granny tellin' me she pray my music gon' take off
But I need some guidance in this industry, I'm gettin' lost
(I'm gettin' lost)
(So lost, so lost)
(So lost)
But times will change, but I always say
I got way too much in my life to be ashamed
I know they gonna try and take it all away
One time, two times, three times I say
Everybody telling me I'm going down the wrong road, okay
I'm just tryna find myself a way
I been popping different drugs just to ease up all the pain
But they won't see it that way, so I gotta hide my face
Now this is for my niggas that been outside
Like Rod said, in a cut like peroxide
I got way too much inside but I refuse to open up
My biggest fan had told me keep on going now he's gone and it's rough
(Now it's rough, now it's rough, now it's)
(Rough)
(Now it's rough, now it's rough)