Counting My Losses

I can't even think straight
I got court 2 times a month
Sometimes the same day
Plus me and bro eating off the same plate
All these problems in my way bondsman getting paid late
2nd offense if i get jammed
Back to that jam locked on the same case
I'm still taking tabs splitting percs in half
Feel i can't quit enough
Anger problems been getting bad
I feel i'm mad cause this shit building up
Grand jury on my ass cause i'm chasing bags
And i'm trynna fill em up
But the lawyer want a class
Told me to act like i can't quit a drug
So perhaps i'll get a waiver or i'll get a favor
And they'll feel a thug
In the streets but bang my label
Now i got niggas plotting on killing us
I owe Cash that's my lil brother
He know i love em and i'll kill for love
So what the fuck you think ima do for you my nigga trust
Bang my stick til someone hit or i hear it click
This click I'm here to guard it
Maybe it's too late to tell you sorry
So that shit i voided
I just got a text from another ghost who told keep recording
On the wake up blow out smoke
Say my prayers then kiss the floor like every morning
Putting my feelings in this shit and it's getting boring
So i tend to turn to drugs feel like a pharmacist
I see snakes whole time i'm farming
I turn my back to like no one at all
They don't hear me singing Georgia
How the fuck i owe you some
And you ain't taking parts in me being a artist

But i feel i should be
The one you need
But i run the streets
Ain't much to see so i'll be here til they gone
I been trynna sleep
Feel i'll finally
Be done found some peace
Once i'm far away somewhere on my own

Trynna find somewhere to go
She'll get my lo and get my addy sent
I'm with a bitch who ain't give me half of shit
Not even ass to kiss
I ain't ask for this
But i take what come with it and keep moving
It ain't accident
When that clip unload this shit look like a movie
I'm the one who wrote the code and i stick to it
Bitch it's Flawless over anything
My feelings over music
And it's money over trust
Loyalty or love which one you choosing
That's a no thinker
I gotta run with this
But i don't see a mil ticket by 25 just know i'm done with this

But i feel i should be
The one you need
But i run the streets
Ain't much to see so i'll be here til they gone
I been trynna sleep
Feel i'll finally
Be done found some peace
Once i'm far away somewhere on my own