When I Leave

And when I leave, come together like buttcheeks
I'ma give you what you asked for
Don't interrupt me
I'm just starting to get comfy
I can't help it if she still wanna fuck me that be
The be the reason why my lady don't trust me
I'm aloner by fault
Sometimes I sit alone in the dark
Where my cousin shot himself
After sending five shots
In the path of the woman that was holding his heart
Got a lot of shit on my chest
And I don't know where to start
Look, my pen's spilling with venom, cause I remember
If I didn't have the strength to forgive him
I would've killed him
We was locked and loaded, spinning the block
Like where them niggas
When I find him then I'm letting off shots
And I'ma send him
To the morgue, to the lord, having doubts, I'm not sure
Pull the plug, cut the cord
Cause my daughter can't afford
To grow up without a daddy, it's a battle, it's a war
And nobody ever wins
Cause we all gotta die, in the end nigga

I guess that's how it is in the end
When niggas choose money over friends
These bitches don't love me they pretend
I guess that's how it is in the end
When niggas choose money over friends
They really don't love me

Young niggas with dreams, drug dealers and fiends
Gotta watch for the schemes
Who dropping dimes, like loose change
We all gotta eat, we at the top of the food chain
When I step into the booth
I'm spitting fire, like Liu Kang
These niggas, niggas dealing with mood swings
Me, I never trip, like I don't got any shoe strings
We was young, dumb, Robin, Jokers, no Bruce Waynes
With youngins that'll push ya wig back, like the toupee
Or a fucked up hairline
Everybody got a story, I'm just here to share mine
The only thing I fear is time
Cause you never get it back
In this life, no re-do's, no re-tries no resets
So you gotta live with that
So if you throwing shots, then I gotta send them back
You may feel like it's your time, but I gotta interject
Yeah I gotta intercept
Cause when a nigga touch down
You gon' feel it on your neck
Till you feel like I'm a threat, oh yeah

I guess that's how it is in the end
When niggas choose money over friends
These bitches don't love me they pretend
I guess that's how it is in the end
When niggas choose money over friends
They really don't love me