LOST ALL FAITH

I got all these meds in my system I'm tryna get off Got my young niggas in the hood he serving fetynal And they can't never say I changed I did my best y'all I don't never need no help I don't need no pep talk Play with us get stepped on Living right but I'm dead wrong Seen my homie name up on a headstone Put the baddest bitch up in a friend zone In Atlanta with a red bone She get hella racks and give me Head long Run this shit up til my racks long Still feel this shit in my backbone Hella hoes in my call log got em tappin' in by the 3 Riding shot gun like a sawed off My lil hoe yeah she a freak How you let em talk about me like I'm fake and then It get right back to me Blowing through the money fast I been working hard like I'm big meech Its right in my reach Yeah I'm going all the way Run up a bag on my own I'm going all the way I made a play in my zone I'm going all the way I don't want none of these Feel like they all the same Feel like they all the same And I just been going insane I lost my dog to the streets That shit just drove me insane I'm going all the way I'm going all the way I'm going all the way yeah I'm going all the way All the way I ain't had no sleep in 3 days When my nigga died I lost all faith Ain't even wan pray With money more problems in come with this life I had to earn my stripes I had to grind all night Told you you blood I told you got I got you formal Yeah the loyalty real forreal Most of them niggas be popping them pills To go on them drills forreal Most of them bitches be saying they love me But I'm tryna see if its real I play the hood in designer and foreigns And we ain't even have no deal Most of the time we ain't have no meal Hop the porch and I had to go get it Fuck how my enemies feel It's never gon stop We get a drop on a opp we gon' slime forreal My dog slide forreal We used run in the streets with ain't nothing to eat Had to get us a mill We used run in the streets with ain't nothing to do Had to get in the field Came from the bottom had holes In my shoes and I know how that poverty feel I done ran this shit up need a tic toc I need audemar all on my wrist watch I been on the road and make a pit stop Used to had the work inside a zip lock