Keep Me Dry

(It's a Menace beat)

My Lord, got a better understandin', I'm not young no more

From the streets to the place to be, from the police car to GT

Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks, they gotta crease

Remember them sayin' "You're weak, you're beat, you're slow, you're sleep" (yeah)

From when they say they'll see you later, then they die

Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let 'em see me cry, oh, no

Stuck in the rain and all this money keep me dry

"Hey, sir"

"How you doin', young man?"

"It was somethin' kept tellin' me for to come talk to you"

And it seem like that it's somethin' ain't goin' right

Here to smooth out my brother

I miss my cousin, nigga, I slept in a bed with 'em

I'm missin' dead niggas, 'cause you know I ran with 'em

I keep my fam' with me, 'cause you know I don't fuck with niggas

Mr. Steal-His-Bitch, poppin' drugs, takin' gasoline

And my wrist game too proper, call it Harvard on a nigga, yeah

Wit' Lil Jordan tryna steal a forty, now my nigga dead

Fucked up, but still drive Ferrari on a bad day

I'm hope that she can comprehend me

My Lord, got a better understandin', I'm not young no more

From the streets to the place to be, from the police car to GT

Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks, they got a crease

Remember them sayin' "You're weak, you're beat, you're slow, you're sleep" (yeah)

From when they say they'll see you later, then they die

Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let 'em see me cry, oh, no

Stuck in the rain and all this money keep me dry

In the trenches, probably where I feel the safest at

We've been broke up for a minute, baby, take me back

I'm too loaded out my mental, ain't no shakin' back

Two extensions in my rental, if he eighty racks

High speed in the Banshee

I done been to ten this week and that's a damn shame

Try to keep my mama off the street, but she's so damaged

It's like my heart now scared to beat, 'cause I'm so damaged (mmm)

I'm traumatized from homicides, them murder one be the victim