(Damn, who made this beat? My boy Rico)

You know I be talkin' in third person, I be—

You might— some people might think I'm crazy, but I know I ain't crazy

Woah

Why you still sippin' on drank even though it's bad for you?

Rather die from this codeine than lettin' a fuck **** kill you (True)

I be talkin' to myself (What?), I be answerin' myself too (What's up?)

You might think a **** crazy (Crazy), crazy, but I ain't no fool (Nah)

I can't hide the shit I do (Do), I don't feel right if I ain't got no juice (Drank)

I don't feel right without my day-one ****, that shit hurt me too (Damn)

I still think about the dead (Dead), guess that's why I'm poppin' meds (Meds)

I can't sleep at night, I try to, my bitch like, "G, go to bed"

Why you still help **** out? Whole time you be in the read (Uh-huh)

Shit, I came from nothin', shit hit way harder when you strugglin' (I know)

Keepin' my head above the water, seem like they want me to drown (Damn)

I been tryna stay afloat, cuttin' off everything that hold me down (Bye)

Too much bad weight gon' slow me down (Woah), she knew me then, she don't know me now (Nah)

Just got a text that read she miss me, I replied, "Bitch, move around" (Why?)

I ain't the same **** that I used to be, but I'll still sell a pound (Yeah)

Shit, I'll still get in the field sometimes when this rap shit slow down (Yeah)

I don't make up shit, this my life (Life), I cannot go wrong, I don't even write (Nah)

Used to catch the bus to go OT, now I first-class my flight (Phew)

I'm still gamblin' with my life (Life), I'm still tryna get it right (Woah)

I'm still knee-deep in these streets, I'm tryna shake 'em like some dice (Dice)

They still sleep on me, aight (Aight), I'm still sellin' out my shows, want a ten for my feature price (Hmm)

I know I had 'posed to look, I ain't gotta look at this shit twice (Drank)

I'm still fuckin' **** hoes (Ugh), he mad, but it's gon' be aight (Yeah)

It's gon' be okay, okay, these hoes ain't shit anyway (Nah)

I still think about my dog that's locked, they took him far away (Free him)

Hundred-plus some years (Damn), damn, how you start that time? (How?)

We was just some young **** on the grind (Grind), damn, time fly (Fly)

I wish I can press rewind, slow you down, put you on recline ('Cline)

But we all got one life to live and I be tryna live mine (Woah)

I wish I could steal time (Time), I'd bring back all the real **** that done died (Damn)

RIP all the real **** that done died

Free all the real **** that's locked inside

Sometimes I find myself still cryin'