We on a different mission Moving my niggas from the kitchen and trenches Got weight on me no lifting benches just raising these bars for all theses niggas These scars on my soul hope these feelings change I told em I’m me you haven’t seen a change in me Everyone keep calling my name maybe I’ll be able to do the same right now people want to take advantage I’m just trying to manage My mind body and soul Broken hearts shits cold Tired of being tired This shit old No one knows Nobody know Where all the bros Everyone gone Left all alone dry ass phone Leave me alone I’m just trying to manage my life I don’t think twice you’ll lose your life moving trife