Dress and Appearance
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
I'm the Same nigga I repeat I'm the same nigga
Been the same nigga since I got my fist vans nigga
The same nigga that don't know where he supposed to go
I'm trynna do the impossible while I'm leaping over these obstacles
These obstacles they trailing me these obstacles they tailing me
These obstacles they cut a nigga up end up like an amputee
Another lost boy with no idea for his purpose
Been trynna impress my parents wondering if this shit is worth it
Been wondering if I'm lacking been changing all my captions
I was doing good then I fucked up like Kelly what happened
I was doing good A nigga was on that winning streak
Been living my life with drugs I would do em week by week
I was trippin off the shrooms and I was tripping off the acid
I had a good life If I want it then nigga I had it
Hiding shit from my momma in that Jan-sport backpack
Weed money alcohol still trynna make a comeback
Been trynna be a role model for all my little sisters
While I was doing bad shit fuck a hoe and then dismiss em
What a big ass contradiction what was it that I'm missing
The hoes and drugs would fill a void I guess that's my addiction
Fuck the negative fuck the bad thoughts that always fill my head
Been sleeping on the same mattress I got when I was 10
Been sleeping on the advice from step father Ben
If you wanna know what you want son then you gotta pick up then pen
My brother died before he even had a chance to live
Sleepless Nights sleep deprived got nothin left to give
My families way of coping talk to god quit the mopping
I tried my best sent a message but I got left on open
So I'm choking on the words coughing from this shit I'm smoking
Trying my best efforts to hide the cuts by wearing long sleeve clothing
All my friends think I'm joking when I say that I'm depressed
Every kid going through something hiding it I'm not impressed
And my parents undermine me you're too young to understand
So I turned to my niggas searching for a helping hand
I need a vacation not for me for my thoughts
Somehow I'm in a better place but tell me what was the cost.
I'm still in pain till this day
I'm still in pain till this day
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
Niggas in your city gonna hate this shit
I'm the Same nigga I repeat I'm the same nigga
Been the same nigga since I got my fist vans nigga
The same nigga that don't know where he supposed to go
I'm trynna do the impossible while I'm leaping over these obstacles
These obstacles they trailing me these obstacles they tailing me
These obstacles they cut a nigga up end up like an amputee
Another lost boy with no idea for his purpose
Been trynna impress my parents wondering if this shit is worth it
Been wondering if I'm lacking been changing all my captions
I was doing good then I fucked up like Kelly what happened
I was doing good A nigga was on that winning streak
Been living my life with drugs I would do em week by week
I was trippin off the shrooms and I was tripping off the acid
I had a good life If I want it then nigga I had it
Hiding shit from my momma in that Jan-sport backpack
Weed money alcohol still trynna make a comeback
Been trynna be a role model for all my little sisters
While I was doing bad shit fuck a hoe and then dismiss em
What a big ass contradiction what was it that I'm missing
The hoes and drugs would fill a void I guess that's my addiction
Fuck the negative fuck the bad thoughts that always fill my head
Been sleeping on the same mattress I got when I was 10
Been sleeping on the advice from step father Ben
If you wanna know what you want son then you gotta pick up then pen
My brother died before he even had a chance to live
Sleepless Nights sleep deprived got nothin left to give
My families way of coping talk to god quit the mopping
I tried my best sent a message but I got left on open
So I'm choking on the words coughing from this shit I'm smoking
Trying my best efforts to hide the cuts by wearing long sleeve clothing
All my friends think I'm joking when I say that I'm depressed
Every kid going through something hiding it I'm not impressed
And my parents undermine me you're too young to understand
So I turned to my niggas searching for a helping hand
I need a vacation not for me for my thoughts
Somehow I'm in a better place but tell me what was the cost.
I'm still in pain till this day
I'm still in pain till this day
Credits
Writer(s): Andres Tavarez
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