Alone

I been alone so long
I can't put my finger on what's wrong

I can't breathe the stress been suffocating me
I wear my heart on my sleeves I think gon plan on taking me
I then did so much wrong I hope the angels waiting patiently
Have mercy on my soul tell my brother don't put your faith in me
They say the good die young fuck I'm ready to put my suit on
Pull up on a rival block I ain't hiding from no shoot out
I think I really lost my mind, I'm the first to admit I seen the signs
I'm in debt with the reaper it's time to pay the fines

To many times on my life I been victimized
God help me I got demons that live deep inside
I can't just watch it burn I'm tryna feel the fire
I don't experiment with drugs but I need a different high
My niggas got to switching sides that shit was no surprise
Ik my son see the pain when he look me in my eyes
Tell em I love 'em kiss and hug him
Hold em and say a prayer for his brother
I need strength cause I'm prepared to go under
I'm sunken
On my back they got this mothe fucking monkey
I'm bouta go stupid act a motha fucking donkey
I remember them days I was cold and I was lonely
I was staring at the sun but I still felt it storming

I can't breathe the stress been suffocating me
I wear my heart on my sleeves I think gon plan on taking me
I then did so much wrong I hope the angels waiting patiently
Have mercy on my soul tell my brother don't put your faith in me
They say the good die young fuck I'm ready to put my suit on
Pull up on a rival block I ain't hiding from no shoot out
I think I really lost my mind, I'm the first to admit I seen the signs
I'm in debt with the reaper it's time to pay the fines

Trapped in my mind I'm doing time like I commit a crime
I Ain't never got shit off the muscle I been solidified
I keep some Nigga by my side that's gone really ride
I ain't the same don't play with me or you gon really die
I been reminiscing I need healing I can't shake the feeling
All the pain running thru my veins i might not be the same
Tells people get out my head I will never play your game
Ima always own up to my past I will never be ashed
I can't change up fa a dolla nigga fuck the fame
When I pull up on tha block Ik they know my name
Tell them bitches stay out the way cause I got perfect aim
And we ain't dunkin from no smoke nigga we love to bang

I can't breathe the stress been suffocating me
I wear my heart on my sleeves I think gon plan on taking me
I then did so much wrong I hope the angels waiting patiently
Have mercy on my soul tell my brother don't put your faith in me
They say the good die young fuck I'm ready to put my suit on
Pull up on a rival block I ain't hiding from no shoot out
I think I really lost my mind, I'm the first to admit I seen the signs
I'm in debt with the reaper it's time to pay the fines



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Mott
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