Killing Me Freestyle
Killing Me, I ain't got shit left
Second guessing everything, steady pacing my steps
Killing Me, I could feel it, finna eat me alive
I feel it... I feel it
Shits getting heavy on my plate
I can't back out from the table and walk the other way
I gotta bite that bullet, ain't sense in tryna cry
I'm just striving through it, lotta haters waiting on me to lose it
No way, yesterdays always replay
I gotta skip to the scene where my fam is straight
Wake up, second thought is you could die today
First one? Thanking God for the day, yeah
I try talking but I'm never understood
They yell the bad but... whisper the good
I just, roll a wood and then let shit flow
Or a 504 and go to jocing with my bro shon
Never told him but he the nigga I lean on
Times hard and all we know is to be strong
You could cry, when they look you better wipe em gone
Stay 100 and break down when you make it home
It's like. you could vent to somebody til you blue in the eyes but like
They ain't gone never understand
How bad you went through that shit, you feel me
Ain't nobody ever alone out here, that's why I'm always with the gang
Let me talk to em
I got a roof, got walls, got water but
I need better for my son and my daughter
I... gotta make my best move for them
And even though I can't see em, they watching the kid
I gotta act as such, so selective with who I trust
You must give it to me straight, show me you ain't fake
Is you a waste of my time? Shid I think so
Ain't talking money or the dome? Shid I can't go
Water a plant with some Coke it ain't gonna grow
Can't clean up his life so he outchea selling soap
Alotta niggas get a mic and be selling dreams, selling hope
Talking bout he Frank but he never seen dope, I don't get it
Wishing Tac was here so we could take a picture
Run a ep about these spineless ass bitches
But I do that with Cruz, we bring you up too
And every other bro we lost, they ain't even got a clue
Do you feel me? Numb the pain, numb the pain, uh
Easy gain, easy gain
I know my nigga Rell gone feel this shit
Shit if you feel you gone feel this
Coming of age man, nigga out here growing, searching, finding himself
Tryna be the best E i can, you know
Butterfly effect type shit
Second guessing everything, steady pacing my steps
Killing Me, I could feel it, finna eat me alive
I feel it... I feel it
Shits getting heavy on my plate
I can't back out from the table and walk the other way
I gotta bite that bullet, ain't sense in tryna cry
I'm just striving through it, lotta haters waiting on me to lose it
No way, yesterdays always replay
I gotta skip to the scene where my fam is straight
Wake up, second thought is you could die today
First one? Thanking God for the day, yeah
I try talking but I'm never understood
They yell the bad but... whisper the good
I just, roll a wood and then let shit flow
Or a 504 and go to jocing with my bro shon
Never told him but he the nigga I lean on
Times hard and all we know is to be strong
You could cry, when they look you better wipe em gone
Stay 100 and break down when you make it home
It's like. you could vent to somebody til you blue in the eyes but like
They ain't gone never understand
How bad you went through that shit, you feel me
Ain't nobody ever alone out here, that's why I'm always with the gang
Let me talk to em
I got a roof, got walls, got water but
I need better for my son and my daughter
I... gotta make my best move for them
And even though I can't see em, they watching the kid
I gotta act as such, so selective with who I trust
You must give it to me straight, show me you ain't fake
Is you a waste of my time? Shid I think so
Ain't talking money or the dome? Shid I can't go
Water a plant with some Coke it ain't gonna grow
Can't clean up his life so he outchea selling soap
Alotta niggas get a mic and be selling dreams, selling hope
Talking bout he Frank but he never seen dope, I don't get it
Wishing Tac was here so we could take a picture
Run a ep about these spineless ass bitches
But I do that with Cruz, we bring you up too
And every other bro we lost, they ain't even got a clue
Do you feel me? Numb the pain, numb the pain, uh
Easy gain, easy gain
I know my nigga Rell gone feel this shit
Shit if you feel you gone feel this
Coming of age man, nigga out here growing, searching, finding himself
Tryna be the best E i can, you know
Butterfly effect type shit
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Trosclair Jr
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