Trials
Know they're hoping I would stop by now
I've been hoping I would pop by now
Go deeper in my bag I'm pushing up stock right now
It's dark but you know Light out
You know all of this is digital you can't use Wite-Out
I've had some bars up in my bag that I've been scared to cut the tag off
Threw away so many bags they're filled with trauma
Late night talks with Momma
Scary sights a whole lotta
Moving on it's been a problem
I'm outside I seen her pulling up this bitch she's wearing Prada
Christian Louboutin red on the bottom
Pulling out the shovel dig your secrets up its nothing to me
You said you'll love me it means nothing to me
I've been out of town for weeks though I've been in the city
Yeah, she doesn't like how my mind works
What can I do, they say that time heals now my mind hurts
I'm in the stu smoking on Kush until my
Until my what
Until my mind works
Deep talks wait a minute gotta fly first
Family big they're showing love hope I don't die first
If I do, know Imma go to bros house I might some kick back with him
Might just hit something with him
Know Imma see you soon but I hope it's not to soon
Cause I know you're always close, I built a studio in your room
Why the fuck did you have move
Just my luck what can I do
It was a late night in February then I got the news
Didn't believe it til I saw you on the news
I hope you didn't change
Hope you didn't change
I hope you didn't change yeah
I've been trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
Put on a happy face
Though I've been feeling down, down, down, down, down
Down Down
Move out the way you weren't beside me I was
Down, down, down, down, down
I just heard my music in the car to the left of me
I guess this is what high off life really feels like
Thats my niece she's wants to get up on this mic
Give everything to her and my nephew know that's on my life uh
Know that's on my fucking life uh
I don't got that much right now except a drive for me
And a drive to put the beats, and a ride to cruise the streets, and a
Vibe that I ain't heard from anybody else in weeks
How can I lie now
Yeah, really, I cannot lie now
I just got a beat from bro, he's chilling in Atlanta
I don't post much no, I stay low-key
I don't talk to many hoes but there's some girls I wanna meet
And they're all up on the scene so that's where I'm trying to be
Trying to see ya
Speaking of lust, I've been enjoying this process
Speaking of love, I thought I had it it's a process
Thought I found one she's playing games like it's a contest
Its not a con, con, con
I've been hoping I would pop by now
Go deeper in my bag I'm pushing up stock right now
It's dark but you know Light out
You know all of this is digital you can't use Wite-Out
I've had some bars up in my bag that I've been scared to cut the tag off
Threw away so many bags they're filled with trauma
Late night talks with Momma
Scary sights a whole lotta
Moving on it's been a problem
I'm outside I seen her pulling up this bitch she's wearing Prada
Christian Louboutin red on the bottom
Pulling out the shovel dig your secrets up its nothing to me
You said you'll love me it means nothing to me
I've been out of town for weeks though I've been in the city
Yeah, she doesn't like how my mind works
What can I do, they say that time heals now my mind hurts
I'm in the stu smoking on Kush until my
Until my what
Until my mind works
Deep talks wait a minute gotta fly first
Family big they're showing love hope I don't die first
If I do, know Imma go to bros house I might some kick back with him
Might just hit something with him
Know Imma see you soon but I hope it's not to soon
Cause I know you're always close, I built a studio in your room
Why the fuck did you have move
Just my luck what can I do
It was a late night in February then I got the news
Didn't believe it til I saw you on the news
I hope you didn't change
Hope you didn't change
I hope you didn't change yeah
I've been trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
Put on a happy face
Though I've been feeling down, down, down, down, down
Down Down
Move out the way you weren't beside me I was
Down, down, down, down, down
I just heard my music in the car to the left of me
I guess this is what high off life really feels like
Thats my niece she's wants to get up on this mic
Give everything to her and my nephew know that's on my life uh
Know that's on my fucking life uh
I don't got that much right now except a drive for me
And a drive to put the beats, and a ride to cruise the streets, and a
Vibe that I ain't heard from anybody else in weeks
How can I lie now
Yeah, really, I cannot lie now
I just got a beat from bro, he's chilling in Atlanta
I don't post much no, I stay low-key
I don't talk to many hoes but there's some girls I wanna meet
And they're all up on the scene so that's where I'm trying to be
Trying to see ya
Speaking of lust, I've been enjoying this process
Speaking of love, I thought I had it it's a process
Thought I found one she's playing games like it's a contest
Its not a con, con, con
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Writer(s): Arsh Saran
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