Im thinking bout all the times All the nights that I spent of my life tryna get u right, When it was cold I held u tight, sipping on my dirty sprite, if I see him it’s on sight, he gon die me n my niggas we gon slide this gon b a homocide the only way out for him is suicide, niggas always switching sides, ima stab em with a knife , I might just take his life or let him survive, old hood full of crimes Free my uncle ye he did his time , I started seeing sings, n it fucked with my mind , it gave me weird vibes, talking bout suicide, had to take a couple rides to clear my mind and give myself time Give myself time to fucking heal, it tooks me months to appear into public cuz ppl always fucking judging, it felt like I was being punished went from nothing into something Shawty said she started crushing , all these niggas always fucking bugging , as if they don’t know that I’m thugging, dont try to argue with me cuz I ain’t bout discussions and the day u left my head was the end of my concussion, off the meds I was buzzing, then my blood started rushing, I was feeling real weak, bitches say they fw me cuz my music is unique and I smoke a lot of weed , but its always the money, once u broke ppl start acting funny, shoutout to ma homies, never switched up on me, I used to ride by my fucking lonely now everywhere I look I see ma homies