On Ten (Interlude)

I woke up and you said to me, boy
What the hell am I waiting for?

If I could give it, I would
Just so I could see you again
I'm standing out here on ten
I hope the time don't end
And I can make it back to my city
And feel that soul on the tip of my hands
It's getting harder to breathe
And real shit mama, I can't see
I pray to God that he don't take me
I felt cold in the streets
These niggas been smokin' the keef
On the real, probably smokin' the key
I'm tryna feel like Will
I've been training every day like Zell
Come back to the stage like Pelle
It's my soul, can't sell
Theses days getting closer to hell
Keep it a buck, it's getting harder to tell
Which one of em got my back
They keep yelling that they gon' shoot
I freeze frame and I think on you
I know I'm talking to God
No doubt, keep wondering why
Half my niggas locked up or died
They know I"m gon' ride

I know I fucked up baby
I know I tried again I failed
You know you're tired of waiting
I can't get over shit you said

If you give them mercy, I bet they shooting again
If you give them time, I bet they pull on your mans
If you give them money, I bet they take all your bands
If you give them the glory, I bet that they sit on your hands
Back in the city gritty, I let you leave in advance

Try to talk and they can't
If you give me the time, I got a story to end
Hitting your ribs, hitting your body, hitting your head
Visions of red, visions of bodies dead on the bed
Visions of death, bitches just twerking right on your neck
Who do you rep? Which one of your niggas died on the set?
No freedom to rest, God got some niggas he wanna test

I know I fucked up baby
You know I tried again I failed
I know you're tired of waiting
I can't get over shit you said
I know I fucked up baby
You know I tried again I failed
I know you're tired of waiting
I can't get over shit you said