Meantime

Ima smoke till I get all my thoughts together
Rainy days I wrote my self a letter
Don't you do it nigga
Don't you use it Nigga
Ima keep a toolie
I might pull the trigger
Standing at the mirror

On the wall
Who the greats lyricist of them all

Told myself when I was younger when I put up numbers everybody gonna call
Plenty people said I couldn't do it
Big cousins was the main influence
Taught a nigga how to make improvements then I took up rappin overcame a shoota
I could name a couple bitches like medusa
Niggas changing can't pretend to fool you
Watch out for the snakes a couple lose and they get they chance a nigga will try to use you

Promise to my moma when I was a youngin, I would never be a trap baby
It was hard work
Putting god first
A lot of times when I was left hurt
A lot of times when I was slumped over
Bright lights, pass over

Focus on ones that have been gone
Wish that a angle could have phones
Could have been calling
No wings, nigga been falling
Codeine got a nigga trippin
Old things that done been past backwood sparked up reminiscing
Cold season gotta heat the kitchen
Night time no more nice guy old things up change up
Premonition from old nigga

Told a nigga I was on the road to having no feelings
I can't really be in tune with love and giving up my trust is just a hard decision
I just need breath what I got is not enough I need some dope it's more efficient
Wonder what's the costs of giving love when I was down without without a pot to piss in
I been on my own you could probably tell if you could find the time to stop and listen
Self inflictions from a razor tip I had to feel the pain for me to know the difference
Uncle died when I was young I couldn't cry but deep inside I knew I felt the difference
Only time you want to hear my lyrics when I'm out here taking bout these niggas killin

Ima smoke till I get all my thoughts together
Rainy days I wrote my self a letter
Don't you do it nigga
Don't you use it Nigga
Ima keep a toolie
I might pull the trigger
Standing at the mirror

On the wall
Who the greats artist of them all

Told myself when I was younger when I put up numbers everybody gonna call
Plenty people said I couldn't do it
Big cousins was the main influence
Taught a nigga how to make improvements then I took up rappin overcame a shoota
I could name a couple bitches like medusa
Niggas changing can't pretend to fool you
Watch out for the snakes a couple lose and they get they chance a nigga will try to use you

Night time no more nice guy old things up change up
Premonition from old nigga

Told a nigga I was on the road to having no feelings
I can't really be in tune with love and giving up my trust is just a hard decision
I just need breath what I got is not enough I need some dope it's more efficient



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Woodson
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