Gotta Work

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Ai yo
You know this music's gotta work
Cuz I ain't coping man I'm hurt
Conversating with my bro "like this ain't ever gonna work"
Conversations with my Lord so we were never skipping Church
I'm feeling empty
broken tryna find my self worth damn
Still lost friends I guess I tightened my circle
This type of rain isn't purple
And how they screaming oh my God like what happened to Virgil?
Cuz I know I'd feel a way if I hurt you

And yeah I knew I always had ** when I was feeling empty
My friends are showing hatred and envy
I'm hearing that they planned to cut me off
Easy way to offend me
Always asking me for favours I was giving them plenty
Damn
Brothers really think it's funny
I ain't got nothing to say they're doing nothing for me
I was really trapped inside my label writing 'Does She Love Me?'
Suicide's a flirt I was really in the dirt
Why you laughing what the... is funny

I'm still broken a life you would've been chosen
Successful at the start now it's a still motion
Man I worked so hard so I could tell you 'bout my Devotion
But I ain't this open shh
Things don't change cuz new friends still hate My old friends
Thinking 'bout the past is making no sense
Them brothers making no bread
Shots are going rozed
I had love for all my dargs
But now I loathe them

I'm like Peter Piper stole a pickle
Just so he could make a band
Crying cuz it made me brittle
Never got a second chance
Yes I had a second thought
Never had a second glance
Snaked by my Brodie I would feed him till he's bloated fam
Saying I'm an outcast
I guess that I'm an actor
If they ever had a BAFTA it would always be
Me they cast
I'm like a vet I've got a scar but I don't know about no battle pass
Seen a load of phythons so I always gotta cut my grass
Dancing with a metal in my dirty heart
Damn
And that's the way it's gonna be
I had crosses with bosses but my cross is calvery
Got Lord upon my side and there's a hundred doubting me

(You know this music's gotta work but there's a hundred doubting me)
(I've got the Lord up on my side but there's a hundred doubting me)

Look
I know I did bro wrong
Conversation's could've been better
Praying to my Lord I hope I sleep better
Heard them brothers there were on me tryna jump me like a reseller
I was on my own I would've seen pepper

That would be the death of me
Missed your shot like penalty
Brodie had his hand up on his side he's tryna bury me
Revoke him of his pride
Didn't do it cuz of fright
If you're taking on my killy then your killy's gonna (whaaat)

I'm really broken
This is not the life I would've chosen
Cuz I learnt on my own I didn't know things
I got snaked by my bro I let him eat until he's bloated
He's just another bum-scum broke kid

Changed them guys in my circle
Never got an answer like a bird call
I don't like to blame but it was her fault
Damm I know that karma's gonna circle
Conversations had me feeling green and purple

You know this music's gotta work
Cuz I ain't coping man I'm hurt
Conversating with my bro "like this ain't ever gonna work"
Conversations with my Lord so we were never skipping Church
I'm feeling empty
Broken tryna find my self worth