Carna 007 Bout It

[Intro]
It is a process
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think, you know, it is very hard to come to the realization-
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah-)
It was all fake, it was all fake-
Yeah (yeah-)
Yeah (yeah-)

[Chorus]
(?) engine, pull up (?)
She like, "Why you stumbling?" 'cause I'm high, prolly
Front line for my bruddas, bitch, I'd really die 'bout it
No, I can't trust a soul, bitch, I almost die about it
Man, I miss my bruddas, but I can't just cry about it
Lil' bro just up that switch, yeah, we finna slide 'bout it
That boy a no name, he talk shit, not worried about it
I ain't got no shame, every (?) I made is valid

Posted with the tеam, blow a bag at Melrose
I've been (?), think I hurt my еlbow
Don't focus on me, it's bad for your mental
Talkin' all that shit, sent him right up to his stake

You don't know what it's like to be alone
Bitch, I had a home, but it never felt like home
Had to do it on my own, bitch, I did it on my own
Had (?), I put my pain up in my songs