[ Featuring Dubz ]
Too much, lately, snappin' at my girl
Feel like everybody hate me, so I'm screamin' "F*ck the world"
Stressin'? Bitch, that ain't even the word
Bae, I know you miss me, but I gotta make this play first
The way I'm livin' is a gamble, and I know this
I can never paint a clear picture, it's always outta focus
Trapped in my mind, can't stay closed, gotta reopen
Cause I swear the walls are cavin' in, it gotta nigga chokin'
Steady totin', my nine my only friend, I'm feelin' lonely
Still smokin', the only way to reach the ones above me
Snakes lurkin', they smile into my face and say they love me
Don't tell me you love me, cause you ain't ever hug me
Wouldn't try to mug me, cause I'm always strapped
Tenth grade, makin' plays wit' my dudes in the back, of the school
So the f*ck is a rule? I'm not behavin'
All this weed, and this juice, help a nigga get loose
So please, gimme, some room, I'm suffocatin'
Bitches, niggas, ain't this life amazin'?
Five boars bussin' down my door to make a nigga anxious, but these niggas haters
They say they love you now, but they won't see you later
Spin it back 'round, I'm here breakin' down this crud
Thinkin' to myself like "When is all the f*ckin' bullshit done?"
It's relentless
Demons everywhere, I need a son, so when the deed is done
I'm not the only one to see my endin'
And hollon, lil' nigga, I ain't finished
Gettin' rid of all the competition straight from the beginnin'
Ain't no switchin' on my niggas, cause we brothers to the endin'
And I hate hoes who do the most and got the jokes, it's not appealin' (Yeah)
Problems got me smokin' five carts a day
All that bad shit on my mind, it keep goin' on replay
Allis smokin' ain't helpin', gotta f*ck the day away
Replace addiction, with addiction, bitch, that's all I gotta say
Y'all be rappin' for the money, but for me, it's theraputic
Suicide been on my mind, and I can say that in my music
And I got too much to lose, so I prolly ain't gone do it
Momma said I got a big heart, and don't let these hoes use it
Come on, yeah, I think this time, I'm gonna listen
When I put myself first, err'body get to trippin'
All u gotta do is flip a cart, don't gotta use the kitchen
Strap ya' nuts, stop givin' f*cks, nigga, it's time to stop the bitchin'
Come on, yeah, get some pape then f*ck a bitch
Don't buy that bitch a ring, you better buy ya'self a stick
Cause when they see you gettin' motion, they get jealous 'bout that shit
All my niggas in Le Boyz, stay protected in this bitch
Come on, yeah, I think it's time for the percs
You don't know that feelin', seein' bronem onna shirt
Niggas runnin' outta tears, it's a different kinda hurt
Shit gone have you wishin' it was you who was inna dirt
Come on, yeah, I can't get it out my head
You see them niggas err'day, then next minute, they dead
I know I ain't perfect, but I need my f*ckin' cred'
Scars on my wrist, but I ain't take no f*cking meds
It was me vs. me, but all this time, I had to beg
Always thought about, fillin' my brain up with some lead
Always been alone, I ain't ever need no pegs
But now y'all know the truth, I'm really hurt, man it's ched'
