Who are these lil niggas talkin all up on my name Tote up on my gun I got 1 up in the chamb Niggas be so goofy I swear these niggas lames Niggas swear their real but I swear these niggas fakes Couldn’t understand why I’m feeling all this pain Light another blunt we just smoked another strain Smokin on ur dead homie that must be shame You ain’t cut from the same cloth you lame Didn’t have a lot everything I got I gained Remember long nights I was singing in the rain Had no where to go Had no body I could call Now I’m at the top nd these niggas call me bro Where was these niggas at when it was cold winters Where was these niggas at when I had no dinners My opp couldn’t talk anymore but he pronounced dead Couldn’t understand all the emotions in my head Thoughts of my momma leaving I don’t wanna live Praying to the lord god please forgive my sins So tired of hearing pianos and violins How’d I end up in the situation that I’m in Showed some love to few so I reminisce Think about the old times is something that I miss What do I have to show when I have a lot to give If I had one shot I know I wouldn’t miss Real trap nigga you could see it in my eyes Been battling these demons but these demons live inside I said I wasn’t scared but I know that I was lying What’s the point of living life if all my homies dying What’s the point of living life if I’m not even trying