Scripts
Poppa pill
To pull the pain away
For the moment
Only temporary
Tellin myself i gotta
Make a change
Same shit
On a different day
Need a Xanax
Ion feel a thing
Smoke and wood
If the supplier law
Trauma
Unforgettable trauma
Things I use to do
Know I ain't get it from my father
I ain't never follow rules
Made it easy
When them times
Was harder
Ain't give a fuck
Bout being cool
I gained respect
When i was grinding
It was niggas tryna line me
How my niggas tryna line me
Ain't no body do it proper
They seemed to always
Produce sloppy
Like an old love
When she top me
Still let me fuck
If she ain't like me
I don't wanna dream about you
Seem like I'm get better sleep with out you
I'm the opposite of weak without you
Got you from my knees
With out you
Say it from my chest
I speak w. Out you
My heart
Feel a better beat w. Out you
Fuck a bitch
It's problems deeper
Like that cancer
In my father
Everyday he getting weaker
Shit make a nigga angry
How I'm so selfish
I can't speak em
Like this is what he chose
Or what he wanted
Like he needing this
Times he told me
Stop playing with time
I might be leaving here
Listening to that shit
Ain't no way
I'm believing it
Problem with my pride
I stayed outside
I let some demons near
It wasn't in my mind
If it ain't thighs
And I was deep in there
I guess
I thought I tried
But I can tell
I made it hell
The days he
Getting by
He sacrificed
So I can sleep
In there
But at night
He get high
Ain't treat em right
I'm raised stress forreal
He would beg
And beg
And ask for me to jus be calm and chill
All this anger
I done build up
Over the years
All the people
Who I knew
But was never revealed
I reached out to
Everyone for help
On the way that I leave
They either laughed
Not respond
So you know what I did
FUCK THAT HOE
AINT CROSS MY MIND
DO YOU KNOW WHAT I DID
Say fuck the world
I swear i ain't the only
Say fuck the world like
I'm tryna be a lonely one
Poppa pill
To pull the pain away
For the moment
Only temporary
Tellin myself i gotta
Make a change
Same shit
On a different day
Need a Xanax
Ion feel a thing
Smoke and wood
If the supplier law
Trauma
Unforgettable trauma
Things I use to do
Know I ain't get it from my father
I ain't never follow rules
Made it easy
When them times
Was harder
Ain't give a fuck
Bout being cool
I gained respect
When i was grinding
Now and days
I'm on some bull shit
I ain't never in no cool shit
I got respect for who bitch
2020 Why you do this
Turn me to a cruel Crook
Turned a nigga ruthless
I could love you
And not prove it
To pull the pain away
For the moment
Only temporary
Tellin myself i gotta
Make a change
Same shit
On a different day
Need a Xanax
Ion feel a thing
Smoke and wood
If the supplier law
Trauma
Unforgettable trauma
Things I use to do
Know I ain't get it from my father
I ain't never follow rules
Made it easy
When them times
Was harder
Ain't give a fuck
Bout being cool
I gained respect
When i was grinding
It was niggas tryna line me
How my niggas tryna line me
Ain't no body do it proper
They seemed to always
Produce sloppy
Like an old love
When she top me
Still let me fuck
If she ain't like me
I don't wanna dream about you
Seem like I'm get better sleep with out you
I'm the opposite of weak without you
Got you from my knees
With out you
Say it from my chest
I speak w. Out you
My heart
Feel a better beat w. Out you
Fuck a bitch
It's problems deeper
Like that cancer
In my father
Everyday he getting weaker
Shit make a nigga angry
How I'm so selfish
I can't speak em
Like this is what he chose
Or what he wanted
Like he needing this
Times he told me
Stop playing with time
I might be leaving here
Listening to that shit
Ain't no way
I'm believing it
Problem with my pride
I stayed outside
I let some demons near
It wasn't in my mind
If it ain't thighs
And I was deep in there
I guess
I thought I tried
But I can tell
I made it hell
The days he
Getting by
He sacrificed
So I can sleep
In there
But at night
He get high
Ain't treat em right
I'm raised stress forreal
He would beg
And beg
And ask for me to jus be calm and chill
All this anger
I done build up
Over the years
All the people
Who I knew
But was never revealed
I reached out to
Everyone for help
On the way that I leave
They either laughed
Not respond
So you know what I did
FUCK THAT HOE
AINT CROSS MY MIND
DO YOU KNOW WHAT I DID
Say fuck the world
I swear i ain't the only
Say fuck the world like
I'm tryna be a lonely one
Poppa pill
To pull the pain away
For the moment
Only temporary
Tellin myself i gotta
Make a change
Same shit
On a different day
Need a Xanax
Ion feel a thing
Smoke and wood
If the supplier law
Trauma
Unforgettable trauma
Things I use to do
Know I ain't get it from my father
I ain't never follow rules
Made it easy
When them times
Was harder
Ain't give a fuck
Bout being cool
I gained respect
When i was grinding
Now and days
I'm on some bull shit
I ain't never in no cool shit
I got respect for who bitch
2020 Why you do this
Turn me to a cruel Crook
Turned a nigga ruthless
I could love you
And not prove it
Credits
Writer(s): Selene Thomas
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