2:08 am

This shit get real deep
So I clutch on that heat

I'm thinking bout money
Not think bout beef

They jack what that jack
But they don't wanna meet

Lil three on the come up
They want me deceased

My granny on meds
I don't want her to leave

She wan see me win
I just wan her to breathe

Just gotta got hard 4 my team
Like I'm meech

They talk on the net
Man these niggas be creeps

When I need a Glock
Then I call that boy Reese

I was down on my dick
Like I ain't have no knees

If a nigga run down
Imma spray like Febreze

I get real sick on these beats
Hear the wheeze

The niggas some hoes
They change colors like leaves

What you know about
Getting the calls from the pre

My nigga got locked 4 a pole
He caught 3

Any jam i was in i stood tall
That's on me

I never tell lies
Put my soul in the beat

I roll up my pain
Put my thoughts in a leaf

Where was you at
When I had nothing to eat

Like I'm walking on thorns
I had cuts on my feet

Me & tay chasing a opp
Down the street

Stand over that body
Make sure he deceased

Just to cope with my pain
Only way I could greeve

When you get real deep in ya thoughts
You can't breath

I never had pets
But i got me some peeves

Why you say you gone blow
When it time you just freeze

Why you jack that you real
And whole time you a leach

Why you tell them lil bitches that shit
Man you weak

You was really dawg
So it won't be no beef

But damn lil bro
How you switch up for the breesh

Like we wasn't just hungry
Tryna find us some eats

Like we wasn't just broke
Tryna find us key

Like we wasn't just
Hiding them poles from police

But we upin that shit
Every time we see beef

Then laughing at niggas
Like y'all damn y'all some b's

It hurt when you changed
But i'm focused on green

Plus it's 2 in the morning
Fuck the pain I need sleep



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Writer(s): Kai Jackson
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