Them times were hard Wtf has even changed Thoughts crowded my head Cant respond to my name All dem times When im feeling pain Cant even explain Silence got so loud Got therapy in the rain Got them times when im feeling tough Then life just gets all rough Mixed emotions In my head Never gonna put in cuffs Is there any luck for the process i gotta trust Gone too soon Still miss u and thats on my mothers Shits been different And harder for most the others Lifes gone shi Were broken and thats hell 6 months now Nah aint doing well Stuff am writing all the pain Rapping wish it go away Got nuff love Wish ur here today Nothing gonna be the same Gotta give love For the ppl surrounds us All them times When shi was hard U was around Suffering mentally but u still gave us a pound Thanks for things that u do Trust me all these words are true Its as crazy as it sounds Rapping these bars just for you Its like Anytime if i wanna get help I wont do it by myself I got u by my side Anytime that i fuck up U wont let it slide and thats fine We gotta show pride in this life of mine And thats minor See the blings on ur wrist is getting brighter I love u so much thats why im tryna Do the best for u Only of u ever knew Shi that i was going through
WHAT'S TRUST MY GUY..WHEN I CAN BARELY TRUST MYSELF...OUT THE BLUE I ACT ON IMPULSE..BCUZ OF WHEN I NEEDED HELP..YO I GOT SO OVERLOOKED..UNTIL THEY MADE ME TAKE THE BELT..BRO ASK YOU NAN ABOUT THE KANE..I GOT THE FUCKIN KANE ASWELL.. 🥶😎👀
GOOD TIMES BECAME A MYTH..N BAD MEMORIES TOOK OVER..I SEEN HOW THE CRACKS WER CAUSED..N I SURFED ON EVERYBODYS SOFA..I SEEN MARRIAGE BECOME DIVORCE..FROM THE DOMESTICS I HAD TOO SOLJA..NOW THE CELL NEXT DOOR..BE GETTING PAID TOO BE MY HOLDER... 🥶🥶
FUCK LIVING WITH REGRETS..YO I KICKED THE DOORS OFF FOR DINNERS..NO ONE WORTHY OF MY RESPECT..THEY LEFT ME ACTING OUT MY TRIGGERS..IM A PRODUCT OF FORCED SEX..N CAME OUT TOO DRUGS N SHIVERS..THIS LIFE JUST AINT A FLEX..THEY SHOWED ME ALL THE POSTS N PILLARS... 🥶🥶
You don’t know me… I don’t know u… but hold up wait u know how we do I ain’t talking after a point 2 baby call me honey like Winnie the Pooh …. I’m in the frontline just me and soldiers no I ain’t talking world war 2…. With my minions ain’t nothing like Gru despicable me despicable you…. Despicable you… despicable me…. See me I’m in love with the THC…. We Keep it shush and keep it lowkey… evidence bag that’s wrapped in my re… and it’s just me my bro and my glee… girl wanna play ain’t playing with me…. She must be a lumberjack wanting my wood whilst she chopping the tree…. I write my bars like poetry… too much white it’s snowing G…. But I don’t do lines im growing green… but it’s too much risk so I’m going clean… orange Fanta… with my 40 lean… sprite codeine… when I’m in the scene.. I’m only 16 I’m still a teen…. Don’t want this shit get executed…. Loud mouth bitch she’s getting muted… if you want This smoke you’re getting booted… curb stomp you… when I’m feeling zooted… like PS Hitsquad bro don’t be stupid… got my crossbow shoot you like Cupid
