Understand Me
Growing up I thought people couldn't understand me
Can't help everybody an I hope yall understand me
Wanna help everybody gotta take care of my family
Fuck the bitch she wasn't ready so she had a plan b
A wasn't working sometimes but I gotta plan b
Get them packs involved hitting home runs like Sammy
Getting it straight up out the mud so ain't shit you would Lend me
Shop in the store glizzy in drawer's type of shit comes in handy
Say it's lonely at the top wanna be with my granny
Haven't talk to rah an Scott love them boas them my damn 3
Up at night outside momma worried roaming the damn street
An my eyes blood shot red from plain hope I get relieved
I swear life be fucked up in the worst way
The ones I love ain't think about telling me happy birthday
But wanna ask about my swag an what my shirt say
I be sick from the fake love they ass be given me
Think bout my past fucks with me mentally
If we don't vibe the first day don't need yo energy
Sip on a 3rd of lean hopefully the meds healing me
Aint walk a mile in my shoe so how the fuck you feelin me
Bitches being strange niggas being lame
Always keep it real with my feelings how the fuck a change
Pillows talkin like a bitch throwin dirt up on my name
I travel come back that pussy better be the same
An She from seattle so you know that pussy rain
Older brother taught me how to trap I fell in with the game
Sending pack off praying it make it through them plane
Bad lil niggas guns an shoe strings became a chain
Everything I said been use against me
Define me as my past But lately it been envy
Hiding thoughts in they head but show hate clearly
If you ain't a lion bear or gorilla shouldn't be near me
Early bird gets the worm don't it
Listen with what you see not what you heard homie
Ghetto ass nigga with hustle still eat bologna
Let them shots off before you pull it or you reach it homie
It won't be even homie
Growing up I thought people couldn't understand me
Can't help everybody an I hope yall understand me
Wanna help everybody gotta take care of my family
Fuck the bitch she wasn't ready so she had a plan b
A wasn't working sometimes but I gotta plan b
Get them packs involved hitting home runs like Sammy
Getting it straight up out the mud so ain't shit you would Lend me
Shop in the store glizzy in drawer's type of shit comes in handy
Can't help everybody an I hope yall understand me
Wanna help everybody gotta take care of my family
Fuck the bitch she wasn't ready so she had a plan b
A wasn't working sometimes but I gotta plan b
Get them packs involved hitting home runs like Sammy
Getting it straight up out the mud so ain't shit you would Lend me
Shop in the store glizzy in drawer's type of shit comes in handy
Say it's lonely at the top wanna be with my granny
Haven't talk to rah an Scott love them boas them my damn 3
Up at night outside momma worried roaming the damn street
An my eyes blood shot red from plain hope I get relieved
I swear life be fucked up in the worst way
The ones I love ain't think about telling me happy birthday
But wanna ask about my swag an what my shirt say
I be sick from the fake love they ass be given me
Think bout my past fucks with me mentally
If we don't vibe the first day don't need yo energy
Sip on a 3rd of lean hopefully the meds healing me
Aint walk a mile in my shoe so how the fuck you feelin me
Bitches being strange niggas being lame
Always keep it real with my feelings how the fuck a change
Pillows talkin like a bitch throwin dirt up on my name
I travel come back that pussy better be the same
An She from seattle so you know that pussy rain
Older brother taught me how to trap I fell in with the game
Sending pack off praying it make it through them plane
Bad lil niggas guns an shoe strings became a chain
Everything I said been use against me
Define me as my past But lately it been envy
Hiding thoughts in they head but show hate clearly
If you ain't a lion bear or gorilla shouldn't be near me
Early bird gets the worm don't it
Listen with what you see not what you heard homie
Ghetto ass nigga with hustle still eat bologna
Let them shots off before you pull it or you reach it homie
It won't be even homie
Growing up I thought people couldn't understand me
Can't help everybody an I hope yall understand me
Wanna help everybody gotta take care of my family
Fuck the bitch she wasn't ready so she had a plan b
A wasn't working sometimes but I gotta plan b
Get them packs involved hitting home runs like Sammy
Getting it straight up out the mud so ain't shit you would Lend me
Shop in the store glizzy in drawer's type of shit comes in handy
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Writer(s): Guap Bandman
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