CIRCLES

Yeah, right, shit, right

How many niggas really believed in these words I spit

Reflecting on the past years it feel like life won't quit

How many times I did since adolescence

How many times I kid about me catching light

I sounded crazy till I stepped into your life

And faking hugs to feel alright

To taking months to heal alright

You need me now, so still I write for broken souls

That's spill for this

My mama knew I'd kill for this

The homies knew I'd kill for this

I took the road with many dipped

And stumbled on so many chips

The gems I wrote brought many gifts

I told you, bitch, I'm built for this

I'm nothing like these niggas

I stepped away to fill my plate

But I came right back with you

My circle small, I'm never out

Just how I like my women

It hurts to fall, but now you know to choose

The right path, pimpin', shit

And I'll be right back with you

I came right back with you

I came right back with you

I came right back with you

And I be lyin' if I said I wasn't scared of

The women chasing niggas hatin' city buzzin'

Money scheme plotting friends fakin poppin out the woodwork

Like kinfolk I knew you make it love you much now what you

Making Stay in touch the family waiting Shit how the hell

You need what I got I was in my room trying to lift my mood

Now niggas wanna see what I got Fuck around

Got left, trying to watch my step

First thing I need is my rock If I ain't

Have no drive, would've lost my mind

My mama wanna see me on top That's why

I feel like I'm nothing like these niggas

I stepped away to fill my plate

But I came right back with you

My circle small, I'm never out

Just how I like my women

It hurts to fall, but now you know to choose

The right path, pimpin', shit

And I'll be right back with you