Fallen Soldiers (Quarter Life Crisis Flow)

This that quarter life crisis flow

Where'd it all go wrong
I got niggas losing hope
I can't tell them be strong
Cause this life shit so fucked
And it's been turning me off
I got niggas in ground and it still breaks my heart
Where do I even start we used to pop our shit
Used to wondering what it'd be like when we finally get lit
You really gone and that shit makes my stomach twist
I'm all alone and I still cant stomach it

I lost niggas so young ain't even touch 21
Sometimes I cry cause I lost you, you really gone
Hard to enjoy life cut loose and have some fun
I try to do it cause I know that's what you'd really want
You should me now all a nigga do is stunt
But I can't do it like you nigga you was the one
Can't do life without you I'm barely holding on
I started rapping bro I wish you that could hear this song

I got dead friends still breathing I hate them all though
If we ain't friends you the reason fuck them all yo
Niggas switching like the seasons watch them fall though
Don't get me started on these heathens leave it to God yo

I got dead friends still breathing I hate them all though
If we ain't friends you the reason fuck them all yo
Niggas switching like the seasons watch them fall though
Don't get me started on these heathens leave it to God yo

This happy home is not home
Just a place to rest and clear my dome
I cut the lines don't call my phone
Still feel the pain inside my bones
I've gave it all but still no throne
I'm blanking out we in the zone
We out of the goose so pour patron
Bad decisions we on our own
So what the fuck I'm suppose do now?
I'm by myself I don't really got a crew now



Credits
Writer(s): David Thomas
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