What It's Like

Cor-Cor-CorMill Let me talk my shit My closest brother changed on me over a bitch (oh-oh) My other brother changed on me over a nick (oh) I'm not gon' cry, my laces tied, I'm not gon' trip 'cause (oh) I'm still around, they can't be found, ain't that some shit? (oh) Ain't that some shit? I done seen some shit If I cut you off it's probably 'cause I peeped some shit (oh, oh) I can't plead the fifth, I can't please no bitch (oh) Lost too much motivation, I feel like I wanna quit You don't know how rejection feel They mad 'cause I kept it real I don't care if you like it or you don't, you gotta respect it still Know they not gon' do what they say they gon' do but I expect it still Even if I make it out them trenches, I'ma rep it still Everything I did was on my own, without a record deal And they disrespect me still, the disrespect is real And I'm not gon' waste my time to hate, when I could get you killed I still ain't changed on none of my niggas and I never will (oh) I'm on my own, still holdin' it down You don't know what it's like (yeah, yeah) Get a phone call and drop to the ground You don't know what it's like (woah, ooh-woah) They said my bro' not gon' be around You don't know what it's like (no, woah) You don't know what it's like You don't know what it's like (no, oh-woah) His mother hittin' up his phone but he ain't pickin' up (he ain't pickin' up) You was 'posed to be my bro' but you keep switchin' up Yes, we know where his trap at (fuck around and stick it up) I used to get laughed at (funny how I'm rich as fuck) Put this pressure on me (hmm, hmm) Why you wanna put this pressure on me? I don't put pressure on you Don't put no pressure on me (don't put no pressure on me) (Oh, oh-oh, yeah, oh, oh-oh) It's three to one, we just killed your dawg so what's the get back? I don't fear no one, might just spin the block where he got left at Murder, murder, pothole filled with blood, watch where you step at Tried to take me out my glow before I reach it, I can't let that They like, "J.I., why you preach about the same shit?" Pistol by my side but I sleep with her like my main bitch Took your broski out the picture, we ain't seen him in a frame since I just caught a body, I can't tell you how my day went And all these dead bodies, down the block, you smell the fragrance Run up on me, I'ma show you why they call me dangerous (yeah, yeah) So watch who you steppin' to 'cause this shit could get technical You ain't live this life You don't know what it's like, I can't expect you to I'm on my own, still holdin' it down You don't know what it's like (yeah, yeah) Get a phone call and drop to the ground You don't know what it's like (woah, ooh-woah) They said my bro' not gon' be around You don't know what it's like (no, woah) You don't know what it's like You don't know what it's like (no, oh-woah) I'm on my own, still holdin' it down You don't know what it's like (yeah, yeah) Get a phone call and drop to the ground You don't know what it's like (yeah, yeah) They said my bro' not gon' be around You don't know what it's like (no, woah) You don't know what it's like You don't know what it's like (no, oh-woah) Yeah Let me talk my shit