Mental Healing

Mm-mm, mm-mm
Ooh, yeah, ooh

All this fake love, I ain't with it
Don't lead a nigga on, if you really don't feel it
Tired of these fake ass niggas, wanna shake a nigga hand if it's up then nigga we can get it
Tired of this fake ass love I be gettin'
Tired of these hatin' ass clubs I be hittin'
They don't wanna give a nigga credit I've been given
I be cryin' to myself, they don't know what I be feelin'
When I fall back, they gon' think a nigga flippin'
When a nigga mad, they gon' think a nigga trippin'
I don't mean no harm, I just gotta keep my distance

I'll vent to my daughter, she the only one to listen
I don't trust niggas, they'll kill you on a mission
Yeah, I talk to God, wonder do he think I'm trippin'
Everybody changed, I ain't hugged in a minute
Brothers locked up, they ain't thugged in a minute
Insides black they ain't love in a minute
Brother died on a nigga, smoking wood like a chimney
Pain in my eyes, nigga seeing bloody vision
I don't vent to niggas, they be too gangsta to listen

Proud of myself, I'ma be on the television
Redrum for life so I'm stuck with that decision
Free LD that nigga fighting in that prison
The words out the mouth, he gon' die in that prison
Yeah life real, at nighttimes I cried
I'm lookin' at my niggas like "Why we gotta die?"
Ain't it's fucked up, we gotta live just to die?

"Life goes on" man that bullshit a lie
But it is what it is, 'cause I'm thuggin til I die
"Redrum broke in the Bay" that's a lie
They gon' rob who? Slide work, they can try
Choppa gon' feed a nigga leg and a thigh
Damn, I done made it out the Bay, can't believe that
Niggas fighting over hoes, I done seen that
My old nigga is the opps can you feel that?

Nigga dissin' Big Boogie, I ain't seen yet
It's some snake ass niggas we ain't kill yet
We got brand-new bananas we ain't peel yet
I gotta future head of me that I ain't live yet
Cocky ass rappers, nigga shit ain't hit a mil yet
When you broke don't nobody wanna fuck wit ya
When you got it everybody say they stuck with ya

If you blind you get buried in the dust quicker
You my brother fuck them, it's just us nigga
Redrum them the people that I trust nigga
Ain't no second guessing shit, it's in my gut nigga
If it's pressure on the pipes, it a bust nigga
Damn right my temper bad, I'ma bust nigga
Yeah, them niggas shinning hard they ain't us, nigga
Yeah, them niggas got cars they ain't us, nigga
Yeah, them niggas got guns they ain't bust nigga
All my niggas got kids, bet not fuck wit em

Redrum pitbulls, no mutts nigga
Niggas changing on they niggas, what the fuck nigga
Niggas showing off guns just to take pictures

How you take it from a nigga and he ate with ya?
Only bitch ass niggas break the code
These niggas so sour, that's a no
Redrum on my skull, they on go
Why I give my heart to people that fold?
Yeah, I'm a boss to you niggas
For this body bag it's gon' cost you little nigga
Standing ten solid, I ain't walking to you niggas
I been lost you lil' niggas, mm-mm



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Writer(s): Eric Grimes, John Lotts, Darvin Barthellemy
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