Who Thought

Heyyy
What a drag
Patek on the beat

I remember when I ate bread Without water
Was on my system was only My Marijuana
I was high it seems I was eating My last supper
You know Jesus flesh and the red Wine?
My eyes was white i was seeing Messiah
Niggas calling me brosky That I Call homie
Know how bad things have turn On me
I ask for help they all ignore me
I begged for bread its only one Who help me
Heyyyyy
His name Is God, thanks to him Who save me
I choose me friends carefully
I still end up choosing em Foolishly
It's so painful my nigga
Painful my nigga
Heyyyy

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Hustling and praying that's what Is keepin me going
Am a Yungeen aint certified with My works
Am so sad
I blend with the street I thank God I have my respect then am So glad
A close bruh of my mine don't Fuck with my sound
I guess his so mad
People who I call brothers on the Street
Are the vampires sucking my Dreams
Killing and destroying my wins
The difference between me and Em is my wings
My intellectual is my guard to Their critics
If you really hate me bring the Fight to the ring
Am tired and sick of the fake Smiles & the tricks
That's old fashion way to kill
This 20th century modernize Your hate
Tell me the sh!7 you will see how It is

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Writer(s): Ahumibe Chinedu
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