Voices in My Head, Pt. 2
Take this pain from my lil heart
Who need the job
Who down to do that
I'm just stuck inside my thoughts
Me and my blick i'm down to shoot that
For my brothers it aint shit
Kidnap your kids to split your wig
And i been feigning for a body
I'm surprised aint get a itch
Like fuck if brodie dead or not
Im tryna kill that bitch again
Put that hole inside my heart
And i can't lie its back again
I just twist the leaf and light the green
And think bout green to spend
Cause this dream thats on my mind the only way i'm bound to win
But for my brothers or my cousin
Down to do a nigga in
Go grab the A-R with no stock
And swing the block and get his mans
Roll that dope up smoke his soul up
They won't do that shit again
People love you but aint for you
Quicker than i up the blick
Me and my brothers we done struggled
One thing fasho we gotta win
And you in trouble im in trouble
Sure you know im jumping in
Without them boys a nigga heartless
I wouldn't have no love to give
I hope i live to see the day that nigga say he spent a mill
It ain't okay ain't nothing safe
We finna do this shit for real
Just go deep inside my thoughts
And understand just how i feel
No they can't change the way im living
Y'all just gotta pray for me
Nigga run up on me playing
He gone crawl off while he bleed
So much good inside my heart
And they still see a demon seed
Without my brothers i can't say for sure i know where i would be
NLMB it don't matter if you kicked out on the streets
You call on me
I been stuck inside this darkness i can't breathe
All this pain a nigga feeling
Feel like fuck it why im hiding from it
It's just me my glock and Blair
But i know these niggas be fronting
I just stick and move too close i shoot
No i won't be no dummy
Gotta touch some money so my jhit won't feel he feeling hungry
And most nights don't be alright
Don't give insights but i be lonely
Had me feeling guilty
You the one that went and changed up on me
That shit be crazy watching everybody turn to fans around you
Remember days that i was down
They was the ones that clowned around me
Always knew whats dreams to y'all was plans for me
Y'all can't believe it
I be missing jay my memory stay
So all these nights i grieve
Keep that glizzy with me Hoping death ain't got no room for me
You can choose the streets
But I feel like the streets be choosing me
Now im blowing up and all a sudden niggas cool with me
Now im stacking up i see a face i didn't used to see
Now im blowing up and all a sudden niggas cool with me
Now im stacking up i see a face i didn't used to see
Who need the job
Who down to do that
I'm just stuck inside my thoughts
Me and my blick i'm down to shoot that
For my brothers it aint shit
Kidnap your kids to split your wig
And i been feigning for a body
I'm surprised aint get a itch
Like fuck if brodie dead or not
Im tryna kill that bitch again
Put that hole inside my heart
And i can't lie its back again
I just twist the leaf and light the green
And think bout green to spend
Cause this dream thats on my mind the only way i'm bound to win
But for my brothers or my cousin
Down to do a nigga in
Go grab the A-R with no stock
And swing the block and get his mans
Roll that dope up smoke his soul up
They won't do that shit again
People love you but aint for you
Quicker than i up the blick
Me and my brothers we done struggled
One thing fasho we gotta win
And you in trouble im in trouble
Sure you know im jumping in
Without them boys a nigga heartless
I wouldn't have no love to give
I hope i live to see the day that nigga say he spent a mill
It ain't okay ain't nothing safe
We finna do this shit for real
Just go deep inside my thoughts
And understand just how i feel
No they can't change the way im living
Y'all just gotta pray for me
Nigga run up on me playing
He gone crawl off while he bleed
So much good inside my heart
And they still see a demon seed
Without my brothers i can't say for sure i know where i would be
NLMB it don't matter if you kicked out on the streets
You call on me
I been stuck inside this darkness i can't breathe
All this pain a nigga feeling
Feel like fuck it why im hiding from it
It's just me my glock and Blair
But i know these niggas be fronting
I just stick and move too close i shoot
No i won't be no dummy
Gotta touch some money so my jhit won't feel he feeling hungry
And most nights don't be alright
Don't give insights but i be lonely
Had me feeling guilty
You the one that went and changed up on me
That shit be crazy watching everybody turn to fans around you
Remember days that i was down
They was the ones that clowned around me
Always knew whats dreams to y'all was plans for me
Y'all can't believe it
I be missing jay my memory stay
So all these nights i grieve
Keep that glizzy with me Hoping death ain't got no room for me
You can choose the streets
But I feel like the streets be choosing me
Now im blowing up and all a sudden niggas cool with me
Now im stacking up i see a face i didn't used to see
Now im blowing up and all a sudden niggas cool with me
Now im stacking up i see a face i didn't used to see
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Powell
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