Broken Bonds

Lost a nigga good at cutting corners
I ain't getting sleep I'm working every morning
When the dogs barking they be so alarming
Making hella songs start to feel appointed
Good energy start to suffer
New sour packs and they right out the gutter
Drip like the ocean I showed off the rudder
These niggas confessing these wanna be Ushers
I had to leave fights wit some broken knuckles
Making sweet love but it hurt to touch her
Popping pain pills was a certain struggle
I done been through it all
Had my back on the wall
And everything became a lot to juggle
Planned on getting richer off of certain druggies
Got some new recruits that's really working for me
So somebody be up on the day that I fall
Family start to disappear
At home on Christmas told my bro he bet not drop no tear
Swear they gone miss us every year was sposed to be our year
But this one was our year
I know the shit feel like dog years
But respect you nigga cuz you fought still

Who
Stand up like my crew
Hold this weight
Got this juice
Kept shit tight when the screws on lose
Ain't lose sight when the views on mute
Who
Wont give no excuse
Stayed enemies wont call no truce
Still show up if they call on you
If I don't stay down they gone down me too

My heart at war and I hate the aggression
Fighting the pills and I battle depression
Look in the past and it's always a lesson
It's art in my pain cuz it's somebody stressing
Fell off cuz you well off
Broken bonds when you bail off
I was finna take my mind away
But I never knew how to tell y'all
My heart at war and I hate the aggression
Fighting the pills and I battle depression
Look in the past and it's always a lesson
It's art in my pain cuz it's somebody stressing
Fell off cuz you well off
Broken bonds when you bail off
I was finna take my mind away
But ion even know how to tell y'all

It's been a lil minute since we been in touch
Don't hit me up now
I done bottled it up
Peroxide just to clean up the wounds
But DJ and Scooter was still in the cut
Face to face with the devil yellin
I know every mark
And I know every felon
On the city side
I know every section
Wit some real consumers
They forever selling
Testimonies at the alter
They say the wrong thing and I'm coughing
We was just church boys turned ballers
Ashamed of the life cuz we know that he saw it
Still got skeletons in the closet
But you seen a body and you fuckin' lost it
I start to look at these niggas and see food
We down to crack a nigga for some crawfish
Bitch a ten she been getting busy
Down to trade a dime for a pretty penny
If she talk jazzy then I'm goin Lenny
If I leave tonight niggas goin wit me
I go out
To show out
The shit you don't know bout
If I'm popping out then they bringing the O out
Niggas was scoring I made niggas close out
It ain't shit to me came from hanging the clothes out
What you know about the streets turning cold on you
You a target if you moving wit some gold on you
And I'm black so they gone say that I got dope on me
Sorry this a gun
I know what's ready to come



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Writer(s): Jacquarius Latimer
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