Lyrics

If you wise, you ain't got to talk too much for real Damn Feel like everybody got a story I'm just trying represent for those who came before me Life start feeling backwards shit been getting corny Pray I see my son live through the night I'm trying see the morning Seeing contradictions smaller things now feel important Mama birthed her oldest child Brenda's baby got aborted Shit been fucked up since the beginning ever since we started I saw eve right in my dream trying fucked her in the forest Apple dangling from that tree I'm something like my dad Never played that quarterback I keep trying forget my past Noticed I need more than that I left my city wit some plans Closest friends might turn to enemies before they understand Shit, Damn That might really hurt me How I gas lil shorty up every time I send emojis Emotions in my songs you just gotta listen closely Putting on and showing love you'll never get no trophies How you judges my character before you try and get to know me All alone I love to keep it low key, got me feeling lonely Had to cut some niggas out my ring around the rosy From Pa I took my shot like Kobe They just being nosey Marching wit my people somehow feeling like a activist I'm going go to war for all that's right right now I'm practicing How they kill a black man in his sleep That ain't no accident How they steal my people and call us black like that's not accurate Searching for my true self I been looking through that grape vine Friendships turn intimate we all trying have a great time Got a heavy heart trying reach the top but I just can't climb How they showing loyalty but hate me at the same time I don't know I don't know I don't know Where to go I don't know I don't know I don't know Where to go Sometimes I dream of things to be Sometimes I dream but I can't sleep Now Sometimes I dream of things to be But sometimes I dream but I can't sleep Heart cold as an igloo, ain't seen my baby girl or son in weeks Product of my hood feel like I can't leave without my gun on me Tried to split a nigga that I love, thought there was hoe in me Only thing close enough to show my son the ropes is me Seen shit they never seen, I'm the owner ain't no coaching me Crazy I feel I done seen more body bags than groceries Bullets rip his fit it, he cross me, I gotta open em' Put so much food on the table, we got an open feast Ima eat forever fuck if labels start approaching me Big Montan 2 5th my arms stretch way more out than locally Trying to make a M and then double fuck if they notice me Toughest nigga get in them situations turn Jodeci Free my OG and my big bro, need them for the ride Wish my mom and sis was here to be wit me and play inside Pistol on me niggas we don't leave them in the ride Watch them niggas cause they envy you could see it in they eye I don't know I don't know I don't know Where to go I don't know I don't know I don't know Where to go Sometimes I dream of things to be Sometimes I dream but I can't sleep Now Sometimes I dream of things to be But sometimes I dream but I can't sleep Woah Oh
Writer(s): Derrick Smith-clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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