Blame The Emotions

I been trying to feed these lost souls in my body all I feel is holes
Don't no which way im supposed to go
I just want a path on go
I just want my wrist on froze
I just wanna smoke on bowls
But we cant get what we want
So we got to risk it all

Got to risk it all, Hop out broad day
Remember its for a qp
In my head im finna get em
Hit em with the left yeah
Yeah im really getting shifty
I ain't have no blower but i still was always finessing
Still to this day im on the same thang
Feel it in my blood bitch i want it bad on everything

Tryna get to the fucking young riches that a young nigga never had
I don't even bang i don't false claim all i chase is pay

Coming up from where i stand yeah you better play yo hustle
You ain't had no handout in yo life its like they all fake
I been walking through this life thinking all this shit lame
Robbed em out his re-up yeah don't blame me blame the emotions

Blame the lifestyle i was living before i was totin
Cause usually im taking all this shit out on the next man
While im running to these bands
I was never dealt a hand
Talking on my name yeah i really think yo ass a fan

Get a grip they say like i ain't been doing shit since a kid
Now im exposing it don't get yo head spun
Like i aint living like this, drive around no license
Looking for excitement
Stop looking at the ceiling yeah its to many ways to get it
Save the drama for ya momma in the streets yeah they really don't give a fuck

Yeah im really finna gas get this cash up then go floss up like wassup
Cause they really, really
Niggas really don't wanna give me my bucks like damn
So its really coming out to be fuck ya

Coming up from where i stand yeah you better play yo hustle
You ain't had no handout in yo life its like they all fake
I been walking through this life thinking all this shit lame
Robbed em out his re-up yeah don't blame me blame the emotions

Yeah this life i was giving was bullshit
Just like that college shit bitch im an optimist
Fuck them cops and them politics yeah they op-ing bitch
Yeah we want it back in blood yeah on some shiesty shit
Yuh they see the fire in my eyes like the son of ares hoe
Yeah they say they want me dead i been dead for so long

I been feeling numb taking drugs to suppress the pain
Yeah its in my brain feeling like there's really 7 me's
7 diffrent personalities bitch im out my body
I can barley see standing tall like a real soldier
Tryna over come this pain shit driving me insane
But its alright ima be alright on the end

Coming up from where i stand yeah you better play yo hustle
You aint had no handout in yo life its like they all fake
I been walking through this life thinking all this shit lame
Robbed em out his re-up yeah dont blame me blame the emotions

If they dont take my life because the fucking shit i did
Yeah i know my life go be taking cause some karma shit
Cause i know these niggas want me dead but i ain't scared
Yeah the day my time come we go put two in his head
This some real shit that just make me wanna reminisce
I be feeling like i got schiz i be dreaming bout it
Niggas always talking but these niggas do not be bout it



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Writer(s): Michael Mariano
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