Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gully
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gully
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skellydnd
Producer
Lyrics
You know say our ting heavy
Used to play with the .40 and press on the trigger gently
Look at the cookie crumble
They're saying I fumbled
The bag
It's hard when your future's right there in front of you
There for the taking but you're getting drawn out by **** hating
I crashed out it's embarrassing
My haters embrace it
They say I'm creative
A waste of talent
That's an understatement
It was challenging
Juggling music and road it's difficult finding a balance with both of the two
Life's a game of dice I gambled and came up short
Now I'm in awe, believe that I can and I will achieve
Even in HMP
? lost his life to a gunshot, how can I sleep at night?
Think of decisions I made and ponder
It's unhealthy to dwell on the past, I know
But at times I sit and I wonder who's gonna go that extra mile when you need that helping hand
People that loved turn around and left for me dead
Still I don't understand
Made my bed now I sleep like a newborn baby
(that's out of my prime)
I'm tired of biting my tongue
I sat back and didn't drop no music
I thought I'd let everyone else have fun
Six figure deal with using my flow and cadence, I think you owe me one
My momma did what she could but I chose the life that tickled my fancy
Heh, heh
Now look at the cookie crumble
I'm stuck in a endless cycle living the same day over and over
And I ain't gonna lie I had writer's block for a while there's no inspiration cuz
Held so much pain and aggression in they say I should open up
I play dumb and act like I don't know much but really I'm scheming cuz
I'm built like that
If I tell you the things that I seen then you might cut me some slack
I don't know why, people I showed my love, hated behind my back
Articles saying that I'm a convicted killer but really I'm someone's son
Blood in my eyes, tears of a savage, you ain't ever seen a vulture cry
Talk to myself and I'm giving advice
If only I stayed consistent, things might've been different
If only I knew my worth, I wouldn't be sat in prison
Heh
Look at the cookie crumble
Heh, heh, heh
Written by: Gully


