2021
Tell them people I done graduated
Tell them people
I'm the man
I had my masters pending
In the streets ain't got no
Name
So ima have to make it
Tell them people
That my cousin
He just had a baby
Tell my ex to keep that baby
She gone have to make it
Face your self or face the truth
Im really calculated
I bet myself
Im trynna masturbate it
You know that feeling
Like you have to take it
I lost my heart and loved a bitch
Im still contemplating
My bitch don't trust me nigga
I got a cut
And fucked it up
I guess I'm lucky nigga
I trust myself
So I cant trust a nigga
I called my pops
We on the phone
So its like fuck a nigga
Shit
Im the real deal
Brodie over sees
He gotta real deal
But I'm still fighting
In the trenches
This the real spill
9 Milli meters
For them niggas
This shit getting real
I cant cope with pain
Like normals
Im getting exhausted
My heart bleeding
From the pain
The world revolving
I start looking out my window
My heart
Keep throbbing
How the fuck you play the victim
I feel like the target
I cant tumble through
My closet
Im looking for nothing
How the fuck
You slip up flex
I guess you got impressed
By the pussy
Not the best
I guess you played yo role
In the game
That you addressed
Im looking in the mirror
I love my girl
So fuck the rest
I had to play it simple
Cause the bitches
Really
Stress-FUL
And she claimed that I cheated
The only time
I ever cheated
Was knowing I'm leaving
I played it hard to leave
Damn near knowing that I'm leavin'
Tell them people I done graduated
Tell them people
I'm the man
I had my masters pending
In the streets ain't got no
Name
So ima have to make it
Tell them people
That my cousin
He just had a baby
Tell my ex to keep that baby
She gone have to make it
Face your self or face the truth
Im really calculated
I bet myself
Im trynna masturbate it
You know that feeling
Like you have to take it
I lost my heart and loved a bitch
Im still contemplating
And I'm still
And I'm still
I lost my
And I'm still contemplating
And I'm still contemplating
Tell them people
I'm the man
I had my masters pending
In the streets ain't got no
Name
So ima have to make it
Tell them people
That my cousin
He just had a baby
Tell my ex to keep that baby
She gone have to make it
Face your self or face the truth
Im really calculated
I bet myself
Im trynna masturbate it
You know that feeling
Like you have to take it
I lost my heart and loved a bitch
Im still contemplating
My bitch don't trust me nigga
I got a cut
And fucked it up
I guess I'm lucky nigga
I trust myself
So I cant trust a nigga
I called my pops
We on the phone
So its like fuck a nigga
Shit
Im the real deal
Brodie over sees
He gotta real deal
But I'm still fighting
In the trenches
This the real spill
9 Milli meters
For them niggas
This shit getting real
I cant cope with pain
Like normals
Im getting exhausted
My heart bleeding
From the pain
The world revolving
I start looking out my window
My heart
Keep throbbing
How the fuck you play the victim
I feel like the target
I cant tumble through
My closet
Im looking for nothing
How the fuck
You slip up flex
I guess you got impressed
By the pussy
Not the best
I guess you played yo role
In the game
That you addressed
Im looking in the mirror
I love my girl
So fuck the rest
I had to play it simple
Cause the bitches
Really
Stress-FUL
And she claimed that I cheated
The only time
I ever cheated
Was knowing I'm leaving
I played it hard to leave
Damn near knowing that I'm leavin'
Tell them people I done graduated
Tell them people
I'm the man
I had my masters pending
In the streets ain't got no
Name
So ima have to make it
Tell them people
That my cousin
He just had a baby
Tell my ex to keep that baby
She gone have to make it
Face your self or face the truth
Im really calculated
I bet myself
Im trynna masturbate it
You know that feeling
Like you have to take it
I lost my heart and loved a bitch
Im still contemplating
And I'm still
And I'm still
I lost my
And I'm still contemplating
And I'm still contemplating
Credits
Writer(s): Jaurney-tobias Boyland
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