You were my reason to wake up
But you're no longer by my side
Fight in my mind when the night comes
There are times I'll get by
What you know about grindin'? Still tryna grieve
Niggas speakin' on shit that I ain't do, this shit weak
But it's a matter of time before all of them bleed
I was down to my lowest, I really ain't need
I'm a man, but I cry to mama like a baby
I can't vent to nobody so I just get faded
Hop on a D, I'm going perc crazy
I ain't no junkie and my heart just achin'
Put your money on drugs before you bought a gun
And birds just die to come in like a bomb
We creep so long, we started singing songs
Went through 23K in weeks, not months
On the road to rich, keep goin' overboard
When I jumped off the porch, you still in line
When shit get real, most people gon' front
Got that real estate down in dirt, but one
They sayin' it's love, but I know it's a lie
I done been the real pie, you can look in my eye
I ain't never fall out, 'cause I know I'm that guy
Preach real shit and stand on the shit I go about
If I fell different way, where you thought you were goin'?
I met Ned Conn, I'm the man once gone
Get locked for a B, to my daughter, I love her
Now she ride 30 steps, first she was born
Takin' risks for the gang, I ain't tryin' to live long
They went through the front, thought you had to back door
Drake from overseas, get shot by a foreign
Got to him through the bitch, the hoes just long
Can't ask nigga snake, I was born to slime
Why I keep havin' visions, in which we all dyin'?
I knew it wasn't real, I just kept seein' the sign
Ain't never felt exposed through time
You were my reason to wake up (she'll never feel exposed through time)
But you're no longer by my side (time I always exposed)
Fight in my mind when the night comes
There are times I'll get by (time, let the shit play out)
What you know about grindin'? Still tryna grieve
Niggas speakin' on shit that I ain't do, this shit weak
But it's a matter of time before all of them bleed
I was down to my lowest, I really ain't need
I'm a man, but I cry to mama like a baby
I can't vent to nobody so I just get faded
Hop on a D, I'm going perc crazy
I ain't no junkie and my heart just achin'
Put your money on drugs before you bought a gun
And birds just die to come in like a bomb
We creep so long, we started singing songs
Went through 23K in weeks, not months
On the road to rich, keep goin' overboard
When I jumped off the porch, you still in line
When shit get real, most people gon' front
Got that real estate down in dirt, but one
Time I was exposed to the realer witch
Had to cut a few niggas after they fit the picture
You say you love me, but don't really mean it
Bro, caught a friend by the seat, top of the game
Will you catch my fall, if you see I'm leanin'?
My heart big as hell, I said I mean it
Streets played out, and these hoes is too
After I spent, I got O.T. on the booth
New faces around, got me like, "Who is you?"
Like, what you around for, what you gon' do?
I don't got new friends, I'm still with my crew
Locked in forever, got stretched, and I lose
Motherfuckers make back their bird shit cool
Like, how is this street, nigga, how is this cool?
Said, I love you, I mean it, you know what I do
I got dead friends, I miss every day, nigga, too
You were my reason to wake up (I really got dear friends, I'm missing)
But you're no longer by my side (I really miss my buddy, they don't know how this shit feel)
Fight in my mind when the night comes
There are times I'll get by (for how we gon' care?)
What you know about grindin'? Still tryna grieve
Niggas speakin' on shit that I ain't do, this shit weak
But it's a matter of time before all of them bleed
I was down to my lowest, I really ain't need
I'm a man, but I cry to mama like a baby
I can't vent to nobody so I just get faded
Hop on a D, I'm going perc crazy
I ain't no junkie and my heart just achin'
Put your money on drugs before you bought a gun
And birds just die to come in like a bomb
We crept so long, we started singing songs
Went through 23K in weeks, not months
On the road to rich, keep goin' overboard
When I jumped off the porch, you still in line
When shit get real, most people gon' front
Got that real estate down in dirt, but one
Time I was exposed to the realer witch
Had to cut a few niggas after they fit the picture
You say you love me, but don't really mean it
Bro, caught a friend by the seat, top of the game
Will you catch my fall, if you see I'm leanin'?
My heart big as hell, I said I mean it
Streets played out, and these hoes is too
After I spent, I got O.T. on the booth
Yeah, nigga, I got O.T. at the booth for real, yeah
I remember the time I was exposed
Can't fake it for real