Speaking Pt. 3

At this point it's really hard to show
We live in a world where no one cares bout how you feeling
They really say they love you and they don't know the real meaning
You get laughed at for not wearing this
Or not wearing that

The certain shoes ya momma payed with all the money off her back
They don't care they would still laugh
Now he up he be writing shit down
Like what i'm gonna do now
He be plotting

His mom and dad don't care bout what he does
Turns 18 in less than a month
He be stressing

Everyone he be failing it's like god's given him lessons
He almost dies by a car crash he said it was a blessing
He cleaned out his closet he was moving out
He was going through shit guess what he found
His old notebook he was writing in

He went to the studio he knew it was a win
Gave it a couple months to see what would happen
It blew up so he's like imma start rapping
Startin taking this shit as a passion

He got cash now these kids wanted to start matching
Ain't no body tryna listen what he been on
No body wants to hear about what he done good
All this social media got him shock
Trapped in the stu he was like writing a book
Writing about how nobody there
Nobody cares

His love to the streets like a love affair
Ain't no body gonna love you when ya down bad
But when you blow they think they can be all that
No relationships for me i ain't tryna fall into your trap
If i really try

I just fail what's the point of that
I know they be sleeping on me gotta prove to them
How they think they know me they just know my name
All this pain in my heart it ain't never gon get drained
After lost my brother this ain't never been the same
Rest in peace to JG
I know they hate me
Won't let it change me

Down bad ain't no one tryna text me
Wheres that heaven angel ever said god sent me
I ain't begging you to stay
Don't like me you can unfriend me

Growing up i ain't need nobody i just did it myself
You be showing too much love to people gotta show some to yourself
Loosing too many people my heart just melts
No they don't really know the pain i felt
I be feeling some type of way i can't explain
Tryna make it up out this dark place
Ain't tryna help that's cool

Find my own way get my own food
Some yall don't know who ya talking to
Yeah pussy i'm behind the screen and i got feelings too
You said what you ment tryna make the news
Put you in the paper
Make you and ya twin brother famous like you
Times two
Sorry this is what it comes down to
Oh I thought they had my back
I ain't tryna sleep
Always on go i ain't got no time for a nap

Shit gets dangerous if ya close ya eyes alarm goes off better be ready for attack
No this ain't no drill
Choppa make him splat
I was young asking people how they
got the bands like that
Bet ya don't hear from me now
Couple years they gonna be like oh wow



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Writer(s): Ben Chaput
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