Heartbroken, left open
I'm hopeless, atrocious
Gun loaded, oh I'll blow it
But first one thing I wanna know is
Who gonna ride
Pedal to the metal I slide
If you looking at me look me in the eyes
Playing with money he gonna die
And I know, everything that glitters ain't gold
When they took my dawg life I cried
Praying to the lord like why
And that made me a killer
Trapped my soul like Bryson Tiller
In the trap with the n*ggas
Beating on my chest like a motherf*ucking gorilla
And I know what's up
But sometimes I don't know enough
When I get down who's gonna hold me up
I just need someone to show me love
Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh
Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
I'm hurting, I'm not perfect
Look me in the eyes I'm just a person
The pain inside, it just worsens
My brother died he ain't deserve it
Oooo
They took him too soon
He planted these roots
These flowers are gonna bloom
And I'm going to make sure of it
Absolutely ensuring it
The pain, I'm enduring it
It turned me into the purest
Gotta get the bag I put it up I'm securing it
I wanted to see the world, it turned me into a tourist
And I know what's up
But sometimes I don't know enough
When I get down who's gonna hold me up
I just need someone to show me love
Times are getting harder than a mother*ucker
Times are getting harder than a mother*ucker
Running after money I'm a road runner
Trying to get away from the blood suckers
(Heartbroken, left open)
Times are getting harder than a mother*ucker
(Gun loaded, oh I'll blow it)
Times are getting harder than a mother*ucker
Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh
Times are getting harder than a mother*ucker
Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh
Times are getting harder than a mother*ucker
Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh
We gonna be alright
We gonna be alright
I love you Rod