Letras
I'm just thinking bout a lot about the way they did me they say they feel my pain, n***a, you don't feel me
I had took off my chains, tryna pull a first degree
Like why they chasing fame, like Ainn chased them up that street
Was like four n****s, and it was one of
me
Boy was punk faking at that store my brudda slung his heat
Tryna knock him off his feet, I told him
not to fuck with bleed
Was all alone, I dropped some tears about the shit I seen
I fucked a opp hoe kicked her out, I made her beat her feet
Yeah, she might snake me, these hoes be faking
Nay called my phone like treasure died, thought it was make-believe
The industry ain't what it seem, these people selling dreams
My n***a dealing P, P's addicted, selling green
Just need the money on my team, all different colors, just ain't green
I rap about my life, can't tell you about what I ain't seen
They drugged my name all through the mud, now they can't ask me for a thing
Ain't leave my side was down bad , she might just earn my last name
I might just buy all different things, I smoke on drugs to keep me tamed
All this weight up on my shoulders, my mind going insane
I ain't worrying bout no macon n****s, I'm focused in my lane
I miss Kymelo, been some years, I went and put him on a chain
I'm tired of sleeping in them trenches, I need my mom a mansion mane
Want money, fuck the fame, but that just come with the rap game
They plotting on you, even family they cross you once, they'll do it again
Separate from fake friends, it ain't no love on my end
It be your family tryna take you out, might have to kill my kin
It be your family tryna slime you down, It barely , be it be your friend
I wipe my tears and pick my head up My sins I repent
Uh, uh, uh, my heart been broke again
Uh, uh, uh, uh, I been vibing all alone, I feel nobody with me
My n****s striking, break in cars, addicted, pulling triggers
And free the guys behind them bars, it ain't too long till they get out
I'm from a place, this shit called macon, it's so hard to make it out