[Intro]
Big Oz on the keyboard and shit
I lost a lot
A lot of shit I did and been through, I don't even remember 'cause
I was self-medicating, poppin' xans, drinking lean and shit tryna forget
But at the end of the day man, I could never really forget it
But that shit a part of me even when I try as much as I try to
It just come back
I don't know if that shit makin' me stronger or what
I really shouldn't even be tryin' to forget it but fuck
[Verse]
In the trenches with apes, my killas was starvin' so niggas got ate
In this business with all 'em intentions I noticed that niggas be fake
Yеah my loved ones and 'nem, triеd to show 'em the way but it filled them with hate
Although I can't relate, they gave me they plate and I filled it with steak
Havin' feminine traits, can't go get it honest, they willin' to snake
I rather respect niggas gangsta up close, they see it and take
Type of shit that I can't go back to the streets, I lost all of my faith
A whole lotta niggas turned jakes, they rattin' and tellin' the state
They telling the feds all they niggas dead like my niggas ain't
Wanna see me in jail but I can't, it's way too much money I make (Pussy)
And the life that I'm living, they wish they was living, they want 'em a taste
Gotta stay on my pace, I was moving too fast, ain't nothing to chase
Big Oz on the keyboard and shit
I lost a lot
A lot of shit I did and been through, I don't even remember 'cause
I was self-medicating, poppin' xans, drinking lean and shit tryna forget
But at the end of the day man, I could never really forget it
But that shit a part of me even when I try as much as I try to
It just come back
I don't know if that shit makin' me stronger or what
I really shouldn't even be tryin' to forget it but fuck
[Verse]
In the trenches with apes, my killas was starvin' so niggas got ate
In this business with all 'em intentions I noticed that niggas be fake
Yеah my loved ones and 'nem, triеd to show 'em the way but it filled them with hate
Although I can't relate, they gave me they plate and I filled it with steak
Havin' feminine traits, can't go get it honest, they willin' to snake
I rather respect niggas gangsta up close, they see it and take
Type of shit that I can't go back to the streets, I lost all of my faith
A whole lotta niggas turned jakes, they rattin' and tellin' the state
They telling the feds all they niggas dead like my niggas ain't
Wanna see me in jail but I can't, it's way too much money I make (Pussy)
And the life that I'm living, they wish they was living, they want 'em a taste
Gotta stay on my pace, I was moving too fast, ain't nothing to chase
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