Hi

I'm so misunderstood
I'm so misunderstood
I'm so
Yeah
Im so misunderstood
I'm so misunderstood
I'm so
Yeah

It ain't shit they do the same
I'm just so different
Endured the pain
Got through the rain and now I glisten
He's been abused and betrayed
They just won't get him
I'll share My pain with the whole world
Like he wanna say
Hi
I cannot control it
I don't want to hold it all in

Big Diesel
You gotta understand
This shit was made backwards
Even Science said that opposites attract that's a fact
Everybody smoking dead opps in a backwood
I dare a nigga say he bout to smoke a Diesel Pack
Never That
We interact with a lot of straps
If Niggas click they getting clacked
I'm an Animal
Fresh To death like I'm here just for my burial
It aint no Luck or charm
I'm slaying these bitches left and right
It's getting serial
That's serious and cereal
When Swank Diesel come on your stereo
You know you getting that pain words gon play
Swank be giving Em Light
These rappers be talking bout a lot of nothing
I never been one for the hype
I'm not a plumber but I got a pipe
he got a blade oh he getting snipes
We know that you tender so you getting swiped
Before you get left you better move right
So sick corona put him six feet like my height
I put my all in
Got my heart in
Girl you stuck with me for life
Them demons talking I just listen
It don't make sense put up a fight
I hear Em talking I don't do no barking cause
Big Diesel he gon Bite

It ain't shit they do the same
I'm just so different
Endured the pain
Got through the rain and now I glisten
He's been abused and betrayed
They just won't get him
I'll share My pain with the whole world
Like he wanna say
Hi
I cannot control it
I don't want to hold it all in

Swank
Emotions overflowing
Like the ocean
I stopped depression with the Motion
I seen I'm chosen
Nowadays I'm choosing peace can't let it get to me
Cause you know how it goes
They love you then they leave
Wore my heart up on a sleeve
Now a bitch I never sweat her
Day by day I'm doing better
Ain't no Biggie hold on to my Faith
Gotta make a way
God'll make a way
He gon keep us straight yeah
Ain't nobody else was there when he was crying out
He was clutching on his Bible and Pistol



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Writer(s): Tyrik Waite
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