Without Warning
Yo life's been so crazy since yeen been here
Finally facing all of my fears
Everytime I hear your name I start to cry tears
Kinda hard to really explain the things that I feel
Hoping this pain in my heart not real
Tryna find a way to maintain a bitch can't deal
Ever since they came and told me that you had got killed
I'm tryna cop with all this depression I gotta pop pills
This shit is so hard but it's life
My heart feel like it been stabbed with two knives
I don't no how long I can hang in this fight
My life been so damn dark can't see light
Momma you left me warning
It's been twenty years i'm still mourning
How you used to cook breakfast on Sunday morning
I'm tryna hold back these tears they keep pouring
The things that I said I can't take that back
And now I gotta try to keep my heart I'm tact
I fighting with strength but I'm still off track
And here's a few feelings that I gotta unpack
I remember have nobody to console me
It's a lot apologies these weak bitches owe me
Since eighteen I been down in them cold streets
I done seen it all it ain't shit a bitch can tell me
And all I got left of you is a few pictures
I can still smell you cooking up Sunday dinner
It's hard to look at myself in the mirror
Cuz more and more it's you I'm starting to resemble
This shit complex never been simple
Not just emotionally also mental
I keep praying hoping for one day a breakthrough
Sometimes I feel lost I don't have a clue
The time that we lost can't get that back
And that reality is what make sad
Cuz times got hard and shit got bad
And none of these muthafuckas had my back
So when I roll up this blunt and sip my yak
And think about the muthafucking times we had
My heart get full and my mind relax
And I can live in peace because your souls at rest
Without a warning
Finally facing all of my fears
Everytime I hear your name I start to cry tears
Kinda hard to really explain the things that I feel
Hoping this pain in my heart not real
Tryna find a way to maintain a bitch can't deal
Ever since they came and told me that you had got killed
I'm tryna cop with all this depression I gotta pop pills
This shit is so hard but it's life
My heart feel like it been stabbed with two knives
I don't no how long I can hang in this fight
My life been so damn dark can't see light
Momma you left me warning
It's been twenty years i'm still mourning
How you used to cook breakfast on Sunday morning
I'm tryna hold back these tears they keep pouring
The things that I said I can't take that back
And now I gotta try to keep my heart I'm tact
I fighting with strength but I'm still off track
And here's a few feelings that I gotta unpack
I remember have nobody to console me
It's a lot apologies these weak bitches owe me
Since eighteen I been down in them cold streets
I done seen it all it ain't shit a bitch can tell me
And all I got left of you is a few pictures
I can still smell you cooking up Sunday dinner
It's hard to look at myself in the mirror
Cuz more and more it's you I'm starting to resemble
This shit complex never been simple
Not just emotionally also mental
I keep praying hoping for one day a breakthrough
Sometimes I feel lost I don't have a clue
The time that we lost can't get that back
And that reality is what make sad
Cuz times got hard and shit got bad
And none of these muthafuckas had my back
So when I roll up this blunt and sip my yak
And think about the muthafucking times we had
My heart get full and my mind relax
And I can live in peace because your souls at rest
Without a warning
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Writer(s): Andi Boykins
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