[Intro]
(Iso, where you at?)
(Iso, where you at?)
(Iso, where you at?)
(Aight I'ma walk you over)
Ay, how the fuck we doing tonight?
Y'all drinking? I'm drinking
Y'all mo'fuckas ready?
When I say "brain", you say, "sick"
[Hook:]
Last night I had a dream that I was faded...
All a nigga ever wanted was to make it...
Last night I had a dream that I was famous
I woke up to guards rattling my cage
[Verse 1:]
I swore to you that you were like my notepad
Mutilate and using razors, dad was feeling so bad
Beefing with my mama feeling like I would have no dad
"Solo for life" into my own skin I really wrote that
Mentally abusive, I grew up and would hold back
Everything I'm thinking to the point where is my dome at
Started out poetically and then a nigga wrote raps
And I drunk without any outlets, if I could go back
Then I might have had a chance of me finding me
Talking about my soul 'cause I know God's hiding this
I don't wanna die slow but why don't this time exist
Thinking with a blindfold then find hoes I'm blinded with
Women I confided in, money that I'm try'na spend
With 'em and I'm broke man get like love I'ma trip
Love is only how self can define this shit
With that said pick a side of friends
It was written like a hieroglyph
And fuck a nine to five I feel like Pac back in '96
Right inside the whip before he ride the strip
Now picture me rolling the finest spliff
Pardon me y'all I'm high and shit, time to spit
Why do we die to get, accepted by the lifestyles and try to fit
In wherever we can even if we do not like the shit
Tell me that's what suicidal is, y'all really die for this
I did like twice, my net gateway drug tried to sick
LQ I tried to sip, weed now I'm liking this
Popped a pill I'm for real hood homies like ya dick
Fourteen years old like blood how many lines I sniff?
Pussy got thrown my way, fuck it I'm diving in all of this
Cause I was lonely, fuck I insist, look at the crimes I did
Now I sit all alone 'cause I ain't want to; how ironic life can get
(Iso, where you at?)
(Iso, where you at?)
(Iso, where you at?)
(Aight I'ma walk you over)
Ay, how the fuck we doing tonight?
Y'all drinking? I'm drinking
Y'all mo'fuckas ready?
When I say "brain", you say, "sick"
[Hook:]
Last night I had a dream that I was faded...
All a nigga ever wanted was to make it...
Last night I had a dream that I was famous
I woke up to guards rattling my cage
[Verse 1:]
I swore to you that you were like my notepad
Mutilate and using razors, dad was feeling so bad
Beefing with my mama feeling like I would have no dad
"Solo for life" into my own skin I really wrote that
Mentally abusive, I grew up and would hold back
Everything I'm thinking to the point where is my dome at
Started out poetically and then a nigga wrote raps
And I drunk without any outlets, if I could go back
Then I might have had a chance of me finding me
Talking about my soul 'cause I know God's hiding this
I don't wanna die slow but why don't this time exist
Thinking with a blindfold then find hoes I'm blinded with
Women I confided in, money that I'm try'na spend
With 'em and I'm broke man get like love I'ma trip
Love is only how self can define this shit
With that said pick a side of friends
It was written like a hieroglyph
And fuck a nine to five I feel like Pac back in '96
Right inside the whip before he ride the strip
Now picture me rolling the finest spliff
Pardon me y'all I'm high and shit, time to spit
Why do we die to get, accepted by the lifestyles and try to fit
In wherever we can even if we do not like the shit
Tell me that's what suicidal is, y'all really die for this
I did like twice, my net gateway drug tried to sick
LQ I tried to sip, weed now I'm liking this
Popped a pill I'm for real hood homies like ya dick
Fourteen years old like blood how many lines I sniff?
Pussy got thrown my way, fuck it I'm diving in all of this
Cause I was lonely, fuck I insist, look at the crimes I did
Now I sit all alone 'cause I ain't want to; how ironic life can get
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