Tasha son (interlude) Video (MV)

I'm an LP with them shootas , don't get too close, they might just do you
Free my bro up out that pen, he got to sparking with that rugger ,
That conversation with myself, my mental health shit got me clueless,
I told my OG put me in the game, my team get tired of losing
I can't speak on none of my problems, so I stick to drug abusing ,
I self neglect I ask for help I tried to change , but I couldn't do it
How the f*ck you finna diss gang and they go stupid
My youngin snatch your brain and take your stain, don't try me like no goofy,
I'm in lp with the hoes , don't try to bros them, boys get ruthless ,
Lil' hoe touching on my gun she think a dick don't want no coochie, my uncle told me if I ever get that fye ,I better use it
I took my time to cross that line, but I couldn't find my way back to it, now I'm in that mode
I get to rapping bout that killing shit, double R, them be the bros , don't speak on pac
I get to drilling shit, quick to sike aht on a nigga, I want em gone I'm tryna get a him hit
Don't come around the game, they take yo flame, now you ain't got no blick
He didn't have no bread, now that boy up, because he hit a lick
They tried treat him like a bitch, he spent that bread, and bought a stick
Come to me direct, I'm not that type, boy, I don't like to diss
I think about the shit I did, I don't got time to reminisce
I sit and ask myself, like, did the feds just have to take my kin
Argue with my mom, question God, like I can't see to win
And pillow talking fake, get out my face, boy, I can't call you twin
Only headshot, you get no bread, you shoot below his chin
Look inside my pants you gon see glock and you see dead faces
I bought this gun all on my own I promise I won't let nobody take it
Free cedravis out that pin you know he fighting hella cases
Conversation with my self, my problems now I gotta face it