Ps & Qs
Yeah, yeah
(Just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you)
On the road to a mill, I'm still clutching my steel
I know just how it feels, not being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't forgive, cause these niggas don't keep it real
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
Music and marijuana only things get me through
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose yeah
And as I'm dumping through these hundreds
I just wonder why the niggas I was with wasn't a hundred
Could've got this shit together, but these niggas acting funny
Know my parents always wondered why they child was into something
My name was always buzzing
I don't come a dime a dozen
So it's fuck everyone that ever said I won't be nothing (fuck em all)
I'm wishing that all the ones that's dead could see what i'm becoming (I miss em all)
I'm flashing back in and out reality all of a sudden
If it's smoke than I ain't running
Sick and tired of these different mood swings that I go through
Still scared to talk about some things that I go through
OG told me to watch the people that I'm close to
Cause niggas two faced, wanna get some clout tryna expose you
Now I'm swerving through maryland I'm tryna clear my head
Them haters motivate us with the things they said
This water on my wrist comes from the tears I shed
I'm on my own no running home I gotta get this bread
On the road to a mill, I'm still clutching my steel
I know just how it feels, not being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't forgive, cause these niggas don't keep it real
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
Music and marijuana only things get me through
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose yeah
If I give you my heart would you keep it?
Too many problems caused I don't need it
If my feelings get involved then I'm heated
I'm gon' ball off the bleachers
We stack that money tall got em speechless
I just hope that I don't fall
Cause I need my money ten fold, shooters still blow
In them creases like a tip toe, and they kick doors
My brother's keeper I been those, since we been close
Niggas hate us cause they bitch chose, and we get dough
But that's just how this shit goes (Yeah)
Went from shopping old navy to rocking Kenzo
I was broke fighting demons, but I stayed ten toes
If you seen what I seen you prolly a been fold
It's been so hard to win so
I hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
It's like my feelings only come out when I step in the booth
I never thought that I'd be catching all these feeling for you
I know you feeling me, and I'm feeling you too
On the road to a mill, I'm still clutching my steel
I know just how it feels, not being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't forgive, cause these niggas don't keep it real
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
Music and marijuana only things get me through
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose yeah
(Yeah yeah)
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose
(Just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you)
On the road to a mill, I'm still clutching my steel
I know just how it feels, not being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't forgive, cause these niggas don't keep it real
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
Music and marijuana only things get me through
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose yeah
And as I'm dumping through these hundreds
I just wonder why the niggas I was with wasn't a hundred
Could've got this shit together, but these niggas acting funny
Know my parents always wondered why they child was into something
My name was always buzzing
I don't come a dime a dozen
So it's fuck everyone that ever said I won't be nothing (fuck em all)
I'm wishing that all the ones that's dead could see what i'm becoming (I miss em all)
I'm flashing back in and out reality all of a sudden
If it's smoke than I ain't running
Sick and tired of these different mood swings that I go through
Still scared to talk about some things that I go through
OG told me to watch the people that I'm close to
Cause niggas two faced, wanna get some clout tryna expose you
Now I'm swerving through maryland I'm tryna clear my head
Them haters motivate us with the things they said
This water on my wrist comes from the tears I shed
I'm on my own no running home I gotta get this bread
On the road to a mill, I'm still clutching my steel
I know just how it feels, not being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't forgive, cause these niggas don't keep it real
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
Music and marijuana only things get me through
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose yeah
If I give you my heart would you keep it?
Too many problems caused I don't need it
If my feelings get involved then I'm heated
I'm gon' ball off the bleachers
We stack that money tall got em speechless
I just hope that I don't fall
Cause I need my money ten fold, shooters still blow
In them creases like a tip toe, and they kick doors
My brother's keeper I been those, since we been close
Niggas hate us cause they bitch chose, and we get dough
But that's just how this shit goes (Yeah)
Went from shopping old navy to rocking Kenzo
I was broke fighting demons, but I stayed ten toes
If you seen what I seen you prolly a been fold
It's been so hard to win so
I hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
It's like my feelings only come out when I step in the booth
I never thought that I'd be catching all these feeling for you
I know you feeling me, and I'm feeling you too
On the road to a mill, I'm still clutching my steel
I know just how it feels, not being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't forgive, cause these niggas don't keep it real
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
Music and marijuana only things get me through
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose yeah
(Yeah yeah)
I just hope that you can feel what I'm saying to you
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Stay on my Ps and Qs, I got too much to lose
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Writer(s): Malik Edwards
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