WTF is life
Mane what the fuck Is life
I'm just trying to do right
But everything in my sight
Seem dark like it's the night
Sins sins please don't hog
Too many niggas want me to fall
When my back against the wall
God the only one that call
Why it got end up like that
Seem like I got stabbed in the back
Why it got end up like that
Seem like I got stabbed in the back
Rip to tryce
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep
You know what makes me feel weak
Feeling guilty feel defeat
Just some shit I'll never think
Life will never be the same
Don't you live like it's a game
Don't give a fuck about no fame
Nigga don't speak on my name
Nigga better to stay in lane
You can't preach my pain
You can't reach my rank
Y'all niggas going out sad
Niggas switching up fast
Sometimes I feel like flash
Is this going to last
Niggas be talking just write me a note
Niggas stop talking when you mention promote
Hoes get mad when you mention that throat
She sleeping on me but she claiming she woke
People is leaving
This the season
What is the reason
Why am I grieving
Left is ringing
Might be the prophets
Saying just drop it
Saying keep rocking
It is my time
Just stick to the script
Bitches be blind
And niggas gone flip
Hoe get to tripping
Then Demo gone dip
PUHD
Ima make me my chips
It is my time
Just stick to the script
Bitches be blind
And niggas gone flip
Hoe get to tripping
Then Demo gone dip
PUHD
Ima make me my chips
And after the rain
I'm bumping after the pain
No more going insane
It ain't no hate on my brain
I know they thinking I'm mean
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I had to keep it a G
Demo had to go real silent
You can't hang I'm violent
All these visions I'm wilding
You don't know shit be quiet
They ain't walking with me but they riding
When shit get hard they hiesmen
Thiss ain't shit I'm glidinging
Backwoods wine I'm vibing
I'm just trying to do right
But everything in my sight
Seem dark like it's the night
Sins sins please don't hog
Too many niggas want me to fall
When my back against the wall
God the only one that call
Why it got end up like that
Seem like I got stabbed in the back
Why it got end up like that
Seem like I got stabbed in the back
Rip to tryce
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep
You know what makes me feel weak
Feeling guilty feel defeat
Just some shit I'll never think
Life will never be the same
Don't you live like it's a game
Don't give a fuck about no fame
Nigga don't speak on my name
Nigga better to stay in lane
You can't preach my pain
You can't reach my rank
Y'all niggas going out sad
Niggas switching up fast
Sometimes I feel like flash
Is this going to last
Niggas be talking just write me a note
Niggas stop talking when you mention promote
Hoes get mad when you mention that throat
She sleeping on me but she claiming she woke
People is leaving
This the season
What is the reason
Why am I grieving
Left is ringing
Might be the prophets
Saying just drop it
Saying keep rocking
It is my time
Just stick to the script
Bitches be blind
And niggas gone flip
Hoe get to tripping
Then Demo gone dip
PUHD
Ima make me my chips
It is my time
Just stick to the script
Bitches be blind
And niggas gone flip
Hoe get to tripping
Then Demo gone dip
PUHD
Ima make me my chips
And after the rain
I'm bumping after the pain
No more going insane
It ain't no hate on my brain
I know they thinking I'm mean
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I had to keep it a G
Demo had to go real silent
You can't hang I'm violent
All these visions I'm wilding
You don't know shit be quiet
They ain't walking with me but they riding
When shit get hard they hiesmen
Thiss ain't shit I'm glidinging
Backwoods wine I'm vibing
Credits
Writer(s): Marquis Weathersby
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