[Intro]
WhoisMike going crazy
[Chorus]
Times getting harder, days goes on
I'm feeling like I need you
I know you don't have problems, but please come home
This ain't what we used to
Have you seen tears fall off a street nigga?
We either die or we get locked up in these systems, yeah
I just hope that you safe wherever you are
'Cause I'm missing you dawg, no
[Verse 1]
It's hard to make it out the projects when you born there
We all scrapped 'cause we know this shit is unfair
Erica soul flying, my auntie died from breast cancer
I seen us balling, I ain't never see us lighting candles
Let your balloon go for all the empty souls
Young nigga unload and let the streets go
'Cause it ain't worth your momma crying and it ain't worth to have your niggas slanging iron for you
[Verse 2]
Now you in jail the same month your cousin got killed
Realize your homies sent you nothin', them niggas not real
Your kids think you working, coming up with ideas
Dying in jail, going broke, my only two fears
His momma still shed tears, it's going on four years
I'm tryna give you chills right now, I'm tryna make you feel me
I'm not saying it's 'cause you gone, you really was the realest
Bruh, this shit killing me
WhoisMike going crazy
[Chorus]
Times getting harder, days goes on
I'm feeling like I need you
I know you don't have problems, but please come home
This ain't what we used to
Have you seen tears fall off a street nigga?
We either die or we get locked up in these systems, yeah
I just hope that you safe wherever you are
'Cause I'm missing you dawg, no
[Verse 1]
It's hard to make it out the projects when you born there
We all scrapped 'cause we know this shit is unfair
Erica soul flying, my auntie died from breast cancer
I seen us balling, I ain't never see us lighting candles
Let your balloon go for all the empty souls
Young nigga unload and let the streets go
'Cause it ain't worth your momma crying and it ain't worth to have your niggas slanging iron for you
[Verse 2]
Now you in jail the same month your cousin got killed
Realize your homies sent you nothin', them niggas not real
Your kids think you working, coming up with ideas
Dying in jail, going broke, my only two fears
His momma still shed tears, it's going on four years
I'm tryna give you chills right now, I'm tryna make you feel me
I'm not saying it's 'cause you gone, you really was the realest
Bruh, this shit killing me
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