積分
演出藝人
Courtney Bell
演出者
詞曲
Courtney Bell
作詞
Keenan “Kilo Beats” Williams
作詞
製作與工程團隊
Courtney Bell
錄音師
Keenan “Kilo Beats” Williams
製作人
Brad "Dula" Post
混音師
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Can give a fuck about yo' brother, they killed mine
I been living on my knees, talking to God, asking him why
Grandma told me leave it up to you, but she know we gon' slide
Back to back until we even or we hear they mommas cry, that's no lie
Couple years ago, was really on that time
Fuck the window, I'm gon' bounce out, make that choppa cha cha slide
Ain't no choosing on no sides with me, play and you gon' die with him
See it in my eyes, I ain't got no fear of dying, ****
Why you taking my ****? Sipping Hen, I cry rivers
Knowing I got murder on my mind, homicide driven
Make it hard to celebrate the wins when they not living
Reaper on my back, I hear 'em whisper that the time ticking, tick-tick
Grandma left her baby, this some sick shit
I was suicidal, drinking turned into a guilt trip
Tried to keep it sober, but it made it hard to deal with
On top of that, I lost some **** I was in the field with
Same ones I did drills with, sold a thousand pills with
All this money cover scars but I still don't feel shit
To keep it on some real shit, I'm broken, I feel vulnerable and open
Fake smiles but I'm coping, I been drinking and they notice I ain't sober
Been seeking therapy but I can't focus
Know I'm chosen, gon' be the one to bust the hood open, but I gotta heal
I be down the way, and they asking if my diamonds real
Back when it was war, my brother said you know what time it is
Living like he poor, but really sitting on a half a mill'
Can move a hudred bows like I don't know what consignment is
Aye, we really dying to live
Hurt that they killed luck, we never talked it out, I'm crying still
**** move in caution 'cause they never know what mind I'm in
Straddled every fence, I hit the streets, we back on God again
Aye, I feel alive again
Back on meditation, I been healing up my spine again
Aye, now I can die to sin
When I sleep, my uncle come right to me, I been dying to see him
Holding Grandma ashes, blacked out at yo' casket, I can't see it
She know I'm a savage, ain't no taking shit, I stand on business
Got yo' name tatted, but the pain I feel keep me anemic
Told me stick to rapping, once I heal, you gon' bring me them millions
Been sitting in my dark talking with my demons
Thinking back when I was lost and had no way to reach 'em
If you ain't into what I'm into, cut the speaking
I do this for the ones who made it out and can't believe it, on God, ****
Written by: Courtney Bell, Keenan Williams