On a Real Note
Here's a message to my people I've been working on my songs
Everytime i hold the pain inside you know I'm staying strong
I don't ever understand I'm tryna figure out whats wrong
Everytime were caught up in some beef we never got along
I was just a kid im out here working
(Tryna help myself)
Bitches out here come and go your acting like you wanna help
Why yout getting mad at me I'm out here focused on my wealth
I was looking for the bible that was sitting on the shelf
Well at least i tried
I know my brother died
And Everytime i hold the pain i know it hurts inside
(Loud and out with tone?)
My momma gave me a lecture that you could never lie
Niggas out here claim to be real but they ain't finna ride
I would always smoke on my lonely a nigga gettin high
Ballin on the court like im kobe im aiming at the sky
Why you talking over my back your option
Do or die
I would never speak on your name and then they wanna lie
Here's a message to my people I've been working on my songs
Everytime i hold the pain inside you know I'm staying strong
I don't ever understand I'm tryna figure out whats wrong
Everytime were caught up in some beef we never got along
I was just a kid im out here working
Tryna help myself
Bitches out here come n go your acting like you wanna help
Why you getting mad at me im out here focused on my wealth
I was looking for the bible that was sitting on the shelf
It was on the shelf
Everytime i hold the pain inside you know I'm staying strong
I don't ever understand I'm tryna figure out whats wrong
Everytime were caught up in some beef we never got along
I was just a kid im out here working
(Tryna help myself)
Bitches out here come and go your acting like you wanna help
Why yout getting mad at me I'm out here focused on my wealth
I was looking for the bible that was sitting on the shelf
Well at least i tried
I know my brother died
And Everytime i hold the pain i know it hurts inside
(Loud and out with tone?)
My momma gave me a lecture that you could never lie
Niggas out here claim to be real but they ain't finna ride
I would always smoke on my lonely a nigga gettin high
Ballin on the court like im kobe im aiming at the sky
Why you talking over my back your option
Do or die
I would never speak on your name and then they wanna lie
Here's a message to my people I've been working on my songs
Everytime i hold the pain inside you know I'm staying strong
I don't ever understand I'm tryna figure out whats wrong
Everytime were caught up in some beef we never got along
I was just a kid im out here working
Tryna help myself
Bitches out here come n go your acting like you wanna help
Why you getting mad at me im out here focused on my wealth
I was looking for the bible that was sitting on the shelf
It was on the shelf
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Hicks
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