Tryin
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Go dummy Kyle
I feel like I'm losing but really I'm winning
Smile on my face but deep down I'm grinning
They want me to black out and fuck up my image
If I catch a murder case won't be attempting
I'm having nightmares of BD in prison
Whenever he call me I play like I'm busy
Keep it ten0 I felt like a sucker
That was unloyal big brother forgive me
Dear heavenly father tell me can you hear me
I'm having conversations with the ceiling
Who can I talk to when I need some healing
I'm having complications with my feelings
I'm having difficulty with forgiving
I feel like everybody's out to get me
I know that imperfection turn love
I know that fake love turn envy
One way road
Niggas tryna take my soul
And if I die
Tell grandma be strong
My 40 gon' pop
When this shit get hot this world so cold
Thinking that I'm lacking but I'm not
Got that pole
Trying
Yes lord I'm trying
God I've been down here doing wrong
I can't deny
But lord I'm trying
Yes lord I'm trying
God can you wrap your arms around me
I'm so tired
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Mommy and daddy was strung out on drugs
I couldn't understand it man I was a pup
Stayed at my granny's I had to get tough
Noodles and tap water shit done got rough
Walk in my house you see roaches and bugs
Put down the Bible start hanging with thugs
I was out pistol packing never lacking
Only thing that I was lacking was some love
Feel like I'm lacking some knowledge
All I was taught was running people houses
Looking for the safe in the closet
Go home and count out the profit
Nike shoebox when I drop the deposit
Stealing cars out of garages
Felt that was my only option
Whipping that bitch I'm on Pecos in Tropic
Trying to make profit
One way road niggas trying to take my soul
And if I die
Tell grandma be strong
My 40 gon' pop
When this shit get hot this world so cold
Thinking that I'm lacking
But I'm not got that pole
Trying yes Lord I'm trying
God I've been down here doing wrong
I can't deny
But Lord I'm trying
Yes lord I'm trying
God can you wrap your arms around me
I'm so tired
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Who can I talk to when I need to vent
Who can I run to when I'm out of wind
High desert prison calling me again
Thinking about breaking BD out the pen
Grandmama stressing trying to make the rent
I'm out here sliding bout to make a spin
Google map the location then we bend
Thinking I'm lacking better think again
Who can I talk to when I need to vent
Who can I run to when I'm out of wind
High desert prison calling me again
Thinking about breaking Dru out the pen
Grandmama stressing trying to make the rent
I'm out here sliding about to make it spin
Google map the location then we bend
Thinking I'm lacking better think again
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Go dummy Kyle
I feel like I'm losing but really I'm winning
Smile on my face but deep down I'm grinning
They want me to black out and fuck up my image
If I catch a murder case won't be attempting
I'm having nightmares of BD in prison
Whenever he call me I play like I'm busy
Keep it ten0 I felt like a sucker
That was unloyal big brother forgive me
Dear heavenly father tell me can you hear me
I'm having conversations with the ceiling
Who can I talk to when I need some healing
I'm having complications with my feelings
I'm having difficulty with forgiving
I feel like everybody's out to get me
I know that imperfection turn love
I know that fake love turn envy
One way road
Niggas tryna take my soul
And if I die
Tell grandma be strong
My 40 gon' pop
When this shit get hot this world so cold
Thinking that I'm lacking but I'm not
Got that pole
Trying
Yes lord I'm trying
God I've been down here doing wrong
I can't deny
But lord I'm trying
Yes lord I'm trying
God can you wrap your arms around me
I'm so tired
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Mommy and daddy was strung out on drugs
I couldn't understand it man I was a pup
Stayed at my granny's I had to get tough
Noodles and tap water shit done got rough
Walk in my house you see roaches and bugs
Put down the Bible start hanging with thugs
I was out pistol packing never lacking
Only thing that I was lacking was some love
Feel like I'm lacking some knowledge
All I was taught was running people houses
Looking for the safe in the closet
Go home and count out the profit
Nike shoebox when I drop the deposit
Stealing cars out of garages
Felt that was my only option
Whipping that bitch I'm on Pecos in Tropic
Trying to make profit
One way road niggas trying to take my soul
And if I die
Tell grandma be strong
My 40 gon' pop
When this shit get hot this world so cold
Thinking that I'm lacking
But I'm not got that pole
Trying yes Lord I'm trying
God I've been down here doing wrong
I can't deny
But Lord I'm trying
Yes lord I'm trying
God can you wrap your arms around me
I'm so tired
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Who can I talk to when I need to vent
Who can I run to when I'm out of wind
High desert prison calling me again
Thinking about breaking BD out the pen
Grandmama stressing trying to make the rent
I'm out here sliding bout to make a spin
Google map the location then we bend
Thinking I'm lacking better think again
Who can I talk to when I need to vent
Who can I run to when I'm out of wind
High desert prison calling me again
Thinking about breaking Dru out the pen
Grandmama stressing trying to make the rent
I'm out here sliding about to make it spin
Google map the location then we bend
Thinking I'm lacking better think again
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Writer(s): Oshay Williams
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