Help Pt. 2

I kinda fucking wish you never helped me at all, helped me at all
Help- helped me at all
I kinda wish you never fucking helped me at all
Aww come on dawg, you know you fucking tripping mane
Sensitive soul
I got a timid lil soul
What is a brother or bro
If he not family or friend or considered kin he's really a foe
I got more bruises than bones
And ever since seven was definitely grown
Trusting a nigga is banned you offer a hand you getting a no
My heart is big I roll the dice and often pay the price okay
The fees of life, grief and spite, it keeps me up at night okay
I'm sleeping light, but keep a knife
I need to learn from my mistakes
I'm wide awake beside the safe, I hope ya try ya die today
I kinda fucking wish you never helped me at all helped me at all
Help- helped me at all
I kinda wish you never fucking helped me at all
Aww come on dawg, you know you fucking tripping mane
I kinda fucking wish you never helped me at all helped me at all
Help- helped me at all
I kinda wish you never fucking helped me at all
Aww come on dawg, you know you fucking tripping mane
Rule number 1 that I learned is a problem
Is asking for help when you know you can solve it yourself
You do not want to become a burden
Looking all crazy Tyler Du-Durden
Next thing you know all your homies are squirming
Cuz you never know what to do with yourself
You never know what to do for the money
You never know what to do for your health
When your whole life is crowd-sourced
You are not the man, you're the cloud
You are not the man, you're the cloud
For the love of god, forget the clout



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrel Jackson Williams, Coy Tyson Stewart, Jadagrace Michiko Gordy Nash
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