Pass me my phone
Hand me my drink
Hand me that drink right there
I'm trying, mama
Imma try and keep my head up for this
Imma try and stay strong for this
I'm stressing I'm killing myself
But niggas, would die to be me
I can't do this shit by myself
But lately it's only been me
I give my life to God
Damage off your love
Probably the reason I've been feeling odd
Damage off them drugs
Probably the reason I've been popping out
I don't need a hug
Percocet it's laced with fentanyl
Baby, I'm a slut
First day with you, Imma beat it raw
Bae, I'm a dog
Nigga, I dog niggas
I don't give a f*ck about y'all niggas
I don't give a f*ck if I get 100 years when I see you on my mama cross niggas
I don't give a f*ck if I get 100 mil if I need you
I Hope I can call on you
Give up
Give her a Perc and some work
In twenty four hours she getting
It gone for me
Uhhhhh
That's a bad bitch need her
Tatted on my hand
I covered her up
Cause she wasn't keia
Learned my lesson
That shit burnt me up
Turned me to a demon
Then angel came
I swear she lift me up
Was no more fighting demons
My mama hit my line
Like call your lawyer
You can't go to jail
But I've been wanting time away from love
Send me to the cell
I wish that I could take my father's place this life and living hell
No Zo ain't gonna like on how
I'm speaking life been getting real
This shit been getting real
But I thank God for my sisters
Hold me up whenever I'm feeling down
And I thank God for my son
I lift him up whenever I'm around
Spoiled cause he beautiful
So it be hard to put him down
No matter what my father did
Respect him
He deserve a crown
Now I know just how it is when you feel lost and you start feeling down
It's about 4 o'clock
I'm leaning
F*ck that broad
She way too needy
Cut you off
Cuz you too greedy
Cut me off cause I ain't eat it
Cut you off if I catch you sleeping
Cut you off if I catch you leaching
Hustle hard
I ain't doing no reaching
Shut it up
I ain't doing no preaching
Shut it down nigga
Play bout me
Run it up
Till I scratch my knee
Do the dash till the tank on E
Pretty bitches wanna sex on me
Pussy niggas tryna step on me
I keep a Glock
And it's loaded
I would hate to have to show it
Niggas don't like me
It is what it is
You touch me
You bet I'ma blow it
Uhhh uhhh
That shit crazy as hell
Father saw my son straight through a tablet
Free em out them cells
Tried to kill myself when I took them tablets
Don't know why I'm here
Manipulated
Thinking it was love
I don't even care
Them demons tryna tempt me with them drugs
Get em out of here
Take all my problems throw em in a rug
Ain't no laying there
Take all my problems throw em in a rug
Ain't no laying there
Tryna keep my head up with this one man
Tryna keep my head up boy
I ain't even try to make this another
Sad song man
I been praying
I prayed
I prayed this morning
Got on my knees and i prayed this morning
Gotta be more consistent man
Give my life to god