Hope

Yeah

Yeah yeah

Fatt

Yeah, hey, she blow my line up every night I never pick my phone up

I take my pain, I don't need Sprite, I double cup myself

I had a brand new foolish stick can't wear the knife when this bitch blow

When I met you, I got close to the Christ, I ran into the devil

Yeah, I keep on sparing these hoes, I didn't pass

Baby And I ain't had no paper in my pocket, but I had metal

So I don't like it, but I hate it, crazy

You say you wanna tip up on my life, yo ass gon' die, I tell you

I'm on all these drugs, I put my mind up, I feel like that already

Oh, if I didn't perl, don't take me out tonight, 'cause God, no, I'm not ready

When I walked up to the mic, through back of B, when I was high already

I see all the shit we did up in my dreams, and I can't even tell you

I'm on hard not working right

But I started looking at you

Think I had a perfect life

I'm a punter down there with his sleep, that's what I'm up at night

Remember when I gave you everything, you pushed me to the side

I hope it was worth it, I know I'm not God, baby

I know I ain't perfect, yeah

You know I had it hard, baby

You know I ain't hurt, yeah

I told you you were the one, baby

I just hope you heard me

It's TMK, a nigga played down for certain

I hope you know that too

She blow my line up every night I never picked my phone up

I take my pain I don't need Sprite

I double cup my soul

Brand new, full of stick, can't wear the knife When this bitch blow

When I met you, I got close to the Christ

I ran into the devil

Yeah, I keep on sparing these hoes I didn't pass then

I ain't had no paper in my pocket But I had metal

Yeah, it's not my bitch, so I don't like her but her head incredible

You take one of the tip up on my life Yo, I don't lie, I tell you