FROM MY GRAVE

I've been real since the beginning

That's why I can give a fuck about who feel me

And when I leave this earth behind

Make sure they know my name Just please keep a fake nigga away from my grave

Away from my, away from my

I wonder if bro cry his self to sleep in the cell

Thankin God the judge ain't smoking em he ducked a L

PTSD taking over me, can't reconcile

I've been trying to get control over it for a while

I still get shakes, pray to God he help me heal

And I can still get a nigga stepped on like a heel

Flashbacks of the dope aroma gave me chills

Blitz would let me borrow one of his hammers when shit got real

Please God don't let me die before I get to live

Can I leave a legacy before you take me away from here

Keep my baby boy as pure as you can

I wish you could never see how evil this world is

I've been real since the beginning

That's why I can give a fuck about who feel me

And when I leave this earth behind Make sure they know my name

Just please keep a fake nigga away from my grave

Away from my, away from my

Grave