(Drvmlord)

I usually get high to heal all my problems

But that shit ain't work, gotta talk it out

Uh, all my pain, I had to face it

I tried the pills to heal my pain, but that shit couldn't erase it

Sometimes I dream 'bout death, they want me dead, won't let 'em take it

Nah, I can't give up now, grandma been said, "Boy, you gon' make it"

But lately I been movin' smart, dodgin' fed cases

Free cuh 'nem from behinds them bars and fuck the judge, they racists

You know that time is money, I need it, no, I can't waste it

But this shit never change me, just help with my situation

I just been paper chasin', count money my meditation

They hate that I'm elevatin', same **** I been knew hated

Man, that shit happened just like that, in the blink of an eye

My **** done died

On God

My brother Baby K still here with me

My brother BonBon, P, they died

And that shit sent me in a whole—

I ain't gon' lie, like

I done— I done lost plenty ****, but it's like, we at this point, like, like

We, we good, it's us now