I talk to ghosts
I'm close to death
Lotta goals, don't take the steps
I've been so numb, emotionless
I got this gun don't make no threats
I never run unless its checks
Unless it's feds
I make mistakes got no regrets
I lost some friends I got some debts
I lost some bitches miss the neck
I want the riches risks and techs
I need the drugs can't even sleep
Say what u sow is what reap
Well I been rollin runnin deep
My niggas wolves these niggas sheeps
I'm f*ckin dazed, last year is hazed
I had my phase of speakin' craze
I had to detain from my ways
I'm the chosen one, don't know what I'm chosen for
I think I need a f*cking break
I take a blunt straight to the face
I need the money for the bank
Deal with hate I deal with fake, I been nothin' but real but
I talk to ghosts
I'm close to death
Lotta goals, don't take the steps
I've been so numb, emotionless
I got this gun don't make no threats
I never run unless its checks
Unless it's feds
I make mistakes got no regrets
I lost some friends I got some debts, f*ck