[Verse 1]
These couple months been crazy I won't tell you different
I'm tryna stay afloat but i can tell I'm sinking
Cause the pain that's in my chest it weighs a lot fam
You think you're understanding but you're not fam
I pray for it to stop fam
I've seen real pain and I've felt it
Smoked real grade and I've dealt it
Promise you her hand still shakes but I held it
I'm stressing cause she shed tears but I can never help shit
My brother passed but still everyday I'm loving him
On some real shit fam I'm coping but I'm struggling
So whilst you worry about a skin colour
I worry about that kid's mother
Tell me how you take a kid from her
I lost my right hand, man's an amputee
My people and my parents say he's proud of me
But I hope he knows I'm proud of him
Know's I never doubted him
Couple things I wish he had been around to see
All up in my feelings, just that kind of week
Somebody turn that silence down I'm tryna sleep
I'm choking if I try to speak
Smoking 'till my mind's asleep
Fam I'm broken 'till I find a peace
And never get it twisted man I'm cool G
I'll just keep it real so that it's all me
And some people wanna pour lean
But I just bill a rocket 'till my pocket looking all green
These couple months been crazy I won't tell you different
I'm tryna stay afloat but i can tell I'm sinking
Cause the pain that's in my chest it weighs a lot fam
You think you're understanding but you're not fam
I pray for it to stop fam
I've seen real pain and I've felt it
Smoked real grade and I've dealt it
Promise you her hand still shakes but I held it
I'm stressing cause she shed tears but I can never help shit
My brother passed but still everyday I'm loving him
On some real shit fam I'm coping but I'm struggling
So whilst you worry about a skin colour
I worry about that kid's mother
Tell me how you take a kid from her
I lost my right hand, man's an amputee
My people and my parents say he's proud of me
But I hope he knows I'm proud of him
Know's I never doubted him
Couple things I wish he had been around to see
All up in my feelings, just that kind of week
Somebody turn that silence down I'm tryna sleep
I'm choking if I try to speak
Smoking 'till my mind's asleep
Fam I'm broken 'till I find a peace
And never get it twisted man I'm cool G
I'll just keep it real so that it's all me
And some people wanna pour lean
But I just bill a rocket 'till my pocket looking all green
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