Trainwreck

Jump out this trainwreck i know im gon crash later
Aint the type to ask for help aint the one to ask a stranger
If you look in my eyes ya see a lot of pain and anger
I done strangled a lotta memories, now im heading for the danger

Wish my grandad was here, black man
Let you know that i miss you
Buck on any muthafucka that open they mouth and they diss u
Too mad at the world to pray to god, but he right there wid u
And i dont talk to muthafuckas nowadayz
Like they need to know what i been thru

And these baby gangstas flossing on the fact that they fail
And lifes already hell, and i aint finna gonna go back there in a cell
So fuck a bullshit talk about who is fake and whos real
Unlike so many muthafuckas around the block, its hot
So they squeal

Ima jump out this trainwreck know im gon crash later
Wish a long life to these muthafucking haters
I know mine might end anyday, tomorrows promised to no man
What a ending... what life since now im a grown man

And i aint the type a friend you looking for, if you wanna be dat
Asking all the wrongs questions like muthafucka i need that
Just tryna find my way, but aint nobody here to see that
Next thing rushing to my gravesite if i get one believe dat, so ima

Jump out this train wreck, i know im gon crash later
Aint the type of brotha that gon talk to no strangers
Thats the way it is fool and not cos i hate ya
Im a type of brotha that dont talk to no strangers

Jump out the trainwreck, i know im gon crash later
Rushin to the dead end from this mile for the road i pave
I know that i am here, but clear that i aint here
And its clear my mind aint clear
Like im finna watch my rear, now

Chasing death grab the sucka by his hood n put him in check
Giving karma that real nigga dick, the only bitch that dont flex
So what next, for the bastard, wish i could tell muthafuckas
But the dead dont talk, so yall can go to hell muthafuckas, yeah

I dont trust a soul, im sitting this out
My senses wide like a panther, i will tear up a crowd
If the train crash ima rise again, wid no doubt
Sometimes wonderin how im here now makin a sound

I aint gonna feed myself to these fuckin vampires
Treating me like a satire, leaving a a loc sad sight
And i aint finna be a soldier in my empire
Freezing wid no campfire, like i need an exam guide

Jump out this train wreck, i know im gon crash later
Aint the type of brotha that gon talk to no strangers
Thats the way it is fool not cos i hate ya
Im a type of brotha that dont talk to no strangers

Talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers
Talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers, talk to no strangers
Talk to no strangers, ima type of brotha that dont talk to no strangers