Letras
CC you made this
It be me versus me still taking L's
Eject the clip, pull the top back and drop the shell
Street nigga head fucked up, he popped himself
I know the feeling I done been around, niggas ain't asked for help
Scared to express how I really felt
Who really give a fuck, and if they do
Nobody really finna tell me nothing
They'd rather smoke a backwood, talk about some money
It's the shit I never told you, that's what make me hustle
(Facts)
I knew this nigga half my life and I don't trust him
(Facts)
I can't tell this bitch shit cause she like judging
(Rat)
He in love with this bitch and she like clubbing
She act square but she show her body to the public
(Come on)
My nigga still doing drugs and then took a toll
Feel like he ain't got no purpose so he using dope
I know you really fighting demons when you all alone
(Fuck)
Don't overlook him cause he coming from a happy home
For real though
It be me against me, still takin' L's
Still takin' L's, nigga
I remember times I ain't tried, I was scared to fail
Eject the clip, pull the top back, and drop the shell
That's gun etiquette
Little nigga in the halls, it's bad parenting
(Fasho)
These days I feel closer than I ever been
(Fasho)
I was lost with no hope, lettin' anger win
(I'm gone)
I was broke for some dough, doin' crazy shit
(I was wrong)
If I knew what I know, I'd change some shit
(Come on)
I'm goin' to my granny house, and I bring the stick
(Come on)
I try to stand on a life of shamelessness
(Come on)
Took control of my mind, who brain is this?
In my head, bout some shit I made in it
Yeah, you are who you are, what made you this?
Are you at peace? I don't care what made you rich
Nigga
Better get out your head, brother
Come on, we ain't got time to be going backwards
Nigga, we gotta get this money on my mama
In a positive way, though, in a healthy way