Taliban Sinatra

I put my trust in you to find you was lying right in my face
They say I changed, I ain't been the same, I'm lost in my mind I can't even think
Only bout the gang, I hope they never play, them killers gone slide whenever I say
And I been loving you from a distance, I'm prolly somewhere way out of your range
And I seen you pointing fingers tryna pin it on me
I'll take the blame ok
I got to leave the streets for the streets now, I can't have that shit in my way
They tryna get me, you know I ainn slipping, I'll rather go take my chance with that case
That boy copped out, and I blocked his number
Now I ain't trying to have that shit on my face
I ain't tryna have that shit on my face
I ain't trying to leave, no way
I be hoping a nigga don't play
I ain't trying to catch no case
You play, you gone die today
I ain't trying to see God, no way
You try and we on yo face
You got to die, I'm sorry to say it

I got this shit wrote down on my chest, I ain't really got to try for real
Don't play with my gang, I'll die for them
If you play with show you got to die for real
My family died, I couldn't cry for them
My brother left one time and I cried for real
I lost Isaac and I died for real
Then my auntie died, felt like I died again
We hit his block we was trying to spin
I took too many L's we was trying to win
We'll suit back up if it's time again
And do the time, I'm sorry, momma crying again
If I don't get him, Show will slide again
Finessa on him, trying to find his friend
Lift the murder rate, them niggas dying again
He won't ever open up his eyes again
Them niggas dying again
Them niggas dying again
His mama crying again
His mama crying again
He thought that he was gone win
We done found all of his friends
We got them crying again
They ain't never sliding again

I put my trust in you to find you was lying right in my face
They say I changed, I ain't been the same, I'm lost in my mind I can't even think
Only bout the gang, I hope they never play them killers gone slide whenever I say
And I been loving you from a distance I'm prolly somewhere way out of your range
And I seen you pointing fingers tryna pin it on me
I'll take the blame ok
I got to leave the streets for the streets now, I can't have that shit in my way
They tryna get me, you know I ainn slipping, I'll rather go take my chance with that case
That boy copped out and I blocked his number
Now I ain't trying to have that shit on my face
I ain't tryna have that shit on my face
I ain't trying to leave, no way
I be hoping a nigga don't play
I ain't trying to catch no case
You play, you gone die today
I ain't trying to see God, no way
You try and we on yo face, you got to die I'm sorry to say it