Wylin

It get lonely when you chasin' dreams

All that love for you feel make-believe

Real players that take it to the hoop before we take a plea

How the fuck could they critique when I'm here tryna beat the streets?

The way I walk down on them drops, the way I walk down on these beats

Loyalty over love, cause when the love go low, y'all tend to teach

Us on how to be there, good or bad, you know that shit run deep

Blood that get in water, when it hit the surface, it's gon' seep

In the dark, blood runnin' through my mind, now I can't even sleep

And the rain tears runnin' down my cheek

But smile hard to hide it all

The shit I hate the most, when people say

You need me, then just call

Cause I can't, every time I try to, you **** let me fall

When you in need, it's me that's there

When I'm in need, no one at all

The real wreck is if I quit right now, who the fuck gon' ball?

The real wreck is if I'm gone, who gon' take care of my moms?

Who got the heart to lose it all and jump out on the drum?

Who else gon' try to get us rich by writin' out these songs?

Nobody, who gon' throw they goals away and blow about it?

One broke-ass child just cause he ain't die

Ain't no one wrote about it

Just me, Bert, two of the lil' bros tryna take a soap out it

I love them all, but in reality, I don't need nobody

This pain I'm speakin' on run deep, it's for the sliders

We be outside when shit get scary, we ain't hidin'

I got fly shit on all the time, feel like a pilot

Know not to call me cause they know that I be wildin'

You know that we be wildin', my head is masked up

We ain't even got no virus

I ball with 30 shots for real, no, she wildest

I keep it on me cause them haters keep on pilin', oh

They love you when you goin' and hate you when you breathin'

Fleet black truck swervin' on a major deacon

Had to kick her out the spot, she tried to stay the weekend

Walked out with my jewelry, every place the weavers

Thirty pairs of white Forces, black Beamers, white Porsches

10-5, light Taurus, cross the line, we might fall

Street's ugly, life's gorgeous, no flowers, no florist

Three thousand pounds in the crib, look like a whole forest

Trenches, I'm most comfortable, kick my feet up casual

Careful when they come for you, the feds'll take your fat away

Suckers dissin' me on records, talkin' reckless

But I actually done been to war with killers

I can't worry about no rappers

We somethin' about the street life

Talk about them streets, you know, runnin' from the police

Runnin' from 12, gettin' money, that's what we like

They put us under the table, we're in the backseat

This pain I'm speakin' on run deep, it's for the sliders

We be outside when shit get scary, we ain't hidin'

I got fly shit on all the time, feel like a pilot

Know not to call me, cause they know that I be wildin'

I be wildin', you know that we be wildin'

My haters masked up, we ain't even got no virus

I ball with 30 shots for real, no machine wallets

I keep it on me, cause them haters keep on pilin', oh

I keep it on me, cause them haters keep on pilin', oh

I keep it on me