In the Pictures

Im like fuck it run it up
Fuck everything yup lets get them hundreds up
I'm tired of talking with such an such
Talking about this and that kicking back flipping pack fuck jail
I ain't going back yea bruh are you done or what
You ain't learned from shit have you
We done lost to many to the gravel
To the street tryna eat then they shackled
To the street tryna eat then the casket
Hear me dog i'm thinking like whose next
Not Zano not Zell not Blessed
Not Spencer not Cade not Chris
What you doing whats good, not shit

For them all, i'ma pour out liquor
Dosing off of the drank i mixed up
ANT forever god know i miss ya
Only see my dog in the pictures
For them all, i'ma pour out liquor
Dosing off of the drank i mixed up
Only see my dog in the pictures

I'm like, fuck it run it up
I need a phone call from ya long talk from ya
Yelling at me saying get on your music shit
I about quit all of this
You wouldn't let me said, "you got a talent you using it"
You know i didn't like it i loved it
I know you did to, but whats the cost of it
Chasing your dream just ain't in the budget
We struggle with it and we always discussed it
Back in the street with the pack and we cut it
Fuck it run it up, right

For em all i'ma pour out liquor
Dosing off of the drank i mixed up
Only see my dog in the pictures
For em all i'ma pour out liquor
Dosing off of the drank i mixed up
Only see my dog in the pictures

This shit hurt a lot
I still feel like i'm dreaming
I still talk to your pops
That shit got me thinking
Like what is the reason why
What is the meaning, i'm
On the road drinking, cry
Let it all out
Oh wait you don't do that you bury it down down down, go deeper
On the back porch, i light reefer
Just another day how i need ya
Close my eyes and i see ya