Текст песни
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Suffer through the weak but still in touch with what I see
Fuck it up on these beats
But you would never notice I've been hiding what I'm
Holding to the potent of this tree
Me, myself and I
Might not meet your standards, but I swear to God I try
Use the Lord in vain to get my point across, why?
I hate it, but I do it, like it'll be aight
Got damn I need change, then I just smile
Why? 'Cause it ain't finna change nothing I'm around
Still gotta ride
Still gotta be down, load up and make it happen if shit ever gets wild
Surrounded by a crowd that you wouldn't call friends
But these the same niggas that help you become a man
Poor child, I'm your child, I'm hoppin' out this van
Police tried to get us, so we ran
Fuck going to jail, I got bills to pay
My everyday life make me feel this way
But can you blame me? Hang me up and frame me
Tried to keep smiling, but the smiles be shady
Being fake make me angry and change my flaws
Punished for the bad, rewarded for the good, man, we trained like dogs
Can't see it, it ain't even
No freedom when they ain't leavin'
Pray for us, we all need it
Lately my praying getting stronger
But honestly they ain't never been a problem
I'm tryna find my connection with God
That's why I've been hiding behind this marijuana
Stressing, living, such a blessing you listen
They wanna judge to my connection different so I made a decision
Made me feel weird 'cause I don't get it
To the niggas and the bitches I just wanna say fuck your opinion
Nigga, fuck your opinion
I'm blinded by successful thoughts
Every time I come out, they got they tongue out
Man, I swear that I'm dealing with a stressful loss
We ain't hung out since he got strung out
And still I stand
This weed take a real big effect on how chill I am
Still alive, but it killed my friend