Letras
Oh, yes, it's dark and it's killing me now
Cause I hate when you fade it out
Yes, I'm sorry, let me feel this in my mouth
Cause every time it's so dark, I wish I would be out
And maybe I might take a different route
Might live in the darkness and can't scream or shout
What, what, what, what do we do
What do we do
Havin' thoughts, I'm in my head
Brodie died, ain't comin' back
Ima let you do what you do
Shoulda had to beg you to love me back
Hate when you just do the most
Rather fuck with no strings attached
And I'm always in my feelings
Rather go and chase a sack
And you said , you my brother
You post to always have my back
She so stuck on her ways
She know how to make me mad
It don't take nothin' to change
Feel like my life is so sad
I done gave these folks the game
And they took what I had
All I know is keep going
Man, this pain just don't last
And you took what I said
And you tried to make it bad
You wanna know how to be a man
I done had derp thoughts with my dad
And I know I'm fuckin' up
I got my mama on my ass
She movin' on, I miss her bad
In the streets, it just don't last
Oh, I remember you from middle school
Remember you use to laugh
3 in the morning in the studio
I'm workin' on my craft
Tryna act like you just fuck me
You say my music trash
Eighty-five percent of the bitches that came around
They done got smacked
Ninety percent of the niggas that ever dissed the bro
Done got smacked
Ninety-five percent of rappers that be out
Never caught a hat
I remember being so broke it's like I got the hack
Tryna love you for the past
It don't work like that
She don't fuck for free
She want the nigga with the sack