Churchill Downs
Talking down to the Rosary
Praying that all these niggas get chips off of where they shoulders be
Different Nigga and shordy missing the older me
But the way she did me the reason I'm getting colder see
Nah It really ain't hanging over me the way she still can't seem to get over me
When she tried to dispose of me
I kept it movin like rotary, now my shordy wanna tie up her soul with me
Finna pop out like Polo G
BomB the code to me and my niggas finna hop on the road wit me
Get a bag like it's grocery
Niggas hatin they trollin me
But it's Misery I see when I'm scrolling the feed
I wanna see my father smile with some gold in his teeth
I wanna buy my mom a house where she know she at peace
And my granny disrespects me and really she just neglects me but she feels like it's okay cause she older than me
I gave up on wishing that she would be closer to me
I promise that you niggas really ain't colder than me
If you really want the smoke I ain't roasting the beef
You'll make my niggas feel like Nagato smokin the leaf
But fuck it
They ain't rappin like me, I'm the coach and the chief
I'm switchin my styles, happy that "While Im Old" got released
Yeah
And I pray for every nigga who ain't make it when they told him to freeze
The shit is hurtin
The pain in my race is surging
To get a bag, get a Berkin
The police is always lurkin
They really forcin a struggle
And then they got there nerve to wonder why niggas always in trouble
Okay
It's like the foundation we building gets turned into rubble
How many dead white people I know? None
How many dead black people I know, a couple
See I don't wanna politic, I'm goin astray
But why do I feel like people always got something to say
It's like "work on this, work on that" bitch I work for this shit everyday
I think they wanna talk bad to my face
See I can handle criticism until it comes to the lyricism, you don't even listen to rap anyway
And If you really support me then you'll show me by pressing play
I don't wanna kill myself but keep thinking I may
And the best part is I'm only 22
Some people my age still don't know what to do
Well see I wanna make some music to tell you the truth
And I pray these pills don't take me away like I'm Juice
Hold up
Rest In Peace
And if you really support me then you'll show me by pressing play
I don't wanna kill myself but I'm thinking I may
Praying that all these niggas get chips off of where they shoulders be
Different Nigga and shordy missing the older me
But the way she did me the reason I'm getting colder see
Nah It really ain't hanging over me the way she still can't seem to get over me
When she tried to dispose of me
I kept it movin like rotary, now my shordy wanna tie up her soul with me
Finna pop out like Polo G
BomB the code to me and my niggas finna hop on the road wit me
Get a bag like it's grocery
Niggas hatin they trollin me
But it's Misery I see when I'm scrolling the feed
I wanna see my father smile with some gold in his teeth
I wanna buy my mom a house where she know she at peace
And my granny disrespects me and really she just neglects me but she feels like it's okay cause she older than me
I gave up on wishing that she would be closer to me
I promise that you niggas really ain't colder than me
If you really want the smoke I ain't roasting the beef
You'll make my niggas feel like Nagato smokin the leaf
But fuck it
They ain't rappin like me, I'm the coach and the chief
I'm switchin my styles, happy that "While Im Old" got released
Yeah
And I pray for every nigga who ain't make it when they told him to freeze
The shit is hurtin
The pain in my race is surging
To get a bag, get a Berkin
The police is always lurkin
They really forcin a struggle
And then they got there nerve to wonder why niggas always in trouble
Okay
It's like the foundation we building gets turned into rubble
How many dead white people I know? None
How many dead black people I know, a couple
See I don't wanna politic, I'm goin astray
But why do I feel like people always got something to say
It's like "work on this, work on that" bitch I work for this shit everyday
I think they wanna talk bad to my face
See I can handle criticism until it comes to the lyricism, you don't even listen to rap anyway
And If you really support me then you'll show me by pressing play
I don't wanna kill myself but keep thinking I may
And the best part is I'm only 22
Some people my age still don't know what to do
Well see I wanna make some music to tell you the truth
And I pray these pills don't take me away like I'm Juice
Hold up
Rest In Peace
And if you really support me then you'll show me by pressing play
I don't wanna kill myself but I'm thinking I may
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Writer(s): Elijah Webb
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