Don Son

You know I got to keep it raw Ain't got no Plan B I been hated on by so many even Family I tricked myself into believing this Shìt would get better You either loving me forever or Don't love me never I Felt like god wasn't hearing me I Got close to the devil Got off my grind to chase these Women I should've knew better I let the people waste my time When I fucked up the bezel Shìt If I get in my feelings will you Love me lesser Remember watching my daddy Smile when he copped that Beamer And I was there when they came And took it probably cut me Deeper You told me that these days would Come I ain't want to believe you You always spit that real shit so Everybody feel you I had to go and be a man but I Want to leave Just know that mama love you Dearly she couldn't find one realer Taught me to stand up on my own And handle my cash And that a nigga in your cirlce Just Might be your killer That's why I cut all the sketchy lil Niggas off Remember you told me I could be The next Randy Moss But you had told me in a jam they Won't lock they jaw Them niggas snitched on you Brother was gone knock them off You know I got to keep it raw Ain't got no plan b I been hated on by so many even Family I tricked myself into believing this Shìt would get better You either loving me forever or Don't love me never I Felt like god wasn't hearing me I Got close to the devil Got off my grind to chase these Women I should've knew better I let the people waste my time When I fucked up the bezel Shìt If I get in my feelings will you Love me lesser Daddy you treating all my niggas Just like they your son Name another nigga realer you Can't show me one And you ain't never ever said that They owe you one Knew I was destined when you Told me I'm the chosen one When I got off in that jam you let Me rep it out That's why I feel like I'm the man When I'm stepping out I know you taught me use my Hands don't pull no weapon out But daddy it's thirty rounds up in That Smith and Wesson now I don't want y'all to have to Go And pick a reverend out Daddy it's on the way I promise No more stressing out Run up that bag buy you that crib Out in Bowling Green You know that's Don and Laura Son yeah they know it's me You know I got to keep it raw Ain't got no plan b I been hated on by so many even Family I tricked myself into believing this Shìt would get better You either loving me forever or Don't love me never I Felt like god wasn't hearing me I Got close to the devil Got off my grind to chase these Women I should've knew better I let the people waste my time When I fucked up the bezel Shìt If I get in my feelings will you Love me lesser