Tosheem - Sing to Me Lyrics

I got some problems on my mind but I don't talk about em
Cause at the end of the day I'm the only one to solve em
Should I load up this pistol or pop out with that new revolver
Either way it goes I know that thats my problem solver

I got some things on my mind feeling strange to me
I talk to God at night telling my angels sing to me
If you brother to the end nigga bleed with me
Oose to be my ride or die why you leaving me

I had to check myself I seen alot of greed in me
Aint know that the devil can control you so easily
I asked my mama if my girl was right for leaving me
Look in the mirror and I don't see what she see in me

This shit been eaten me I handle it easily
But I been tryna find myself see whats completing me
Grey hairs for all the pain cause I been stressing alot
Like f*ck this rapping shit lets stretch it go and whip up the pot

I owe my father a yacth and my mother a car lot
I gotta buy em both and I don't got no time or a watch
You was hoping that I fall so you can take my spot
They say don't let that money make you well shit we making alot

I got some things on my mind feeling strange to me
I talk to God at night telling my angels sing to me
If you brother to the end nigga bleed with me
Pose to be my ride or die why you leaving me

I got some problems on my mind but I don't ever talk about em
Cause at the end of the day I'm the only one to solve em
Should I load up this pistol or pop out with that new revolver
Either way it goes I know that thats my problem solver

I got some things on my mind feeling strange to me
I talk to God at night telling my angels sing to me
If you brother to the end nigga bleed with me
Pose to be my ride or die why you leaving me