3 Minutes In Agony

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StayLowkey

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(Yeah, don't f*ck with me, yeah)
Thinking I been out my mind
Lately I been thinking "make it out", but I just need some time
Lowkey on the road, ain't talking skates but I been on my grind
I been feeling weak, it's been so long I seen a Sunday
Pastor saying "no way"
Spin they block, unload the chop, blow sixty out that dritty
I'm the first to stand up tall and I can put that shit on Nizzy
Shit he only needed one but it's for you so give em fifty
At the stu for twelve hours, shit I think I made bout twenty
Know you thinking bout that day you held yo brother in your arms
Can't find the wound but know he hit because it's blood all on yo palms
They tell you pray but what's the point, can't save his life by reading Psalm's
Therapy but it don't work, only the perkys keep you calm
Writing letters back to back, I know the warden seen yo pile
I miss you pops, I swear to god, it's been so long I seen yo smile
Finding ways to get appeals but it's so hard to get a trial
We was bout to touch the moon but we still stuck up on this tile
Going one twenty on that interstate
Blow that glitty, end the race
Hit em up, them hollows feeling hungry, over eat his face
We the ones he seen before that light into the heaven gates
Know I won't ever fold, I spot a roach I bet I grab the raid
You think you him, you getting bold
All that bullshit getting old
Overdosed so many times, it's getting hard to keep control
I seen you niggas throwing parties for the niggas that done told
I seen a nigga lose his life, them .308's done took his soul
Leave me lone, that day I'm feeling hurt, I lost my TT
R.I.P to Virg, but tell me what happened to DD
I wish it get up out my mind, that memory been on repeat
When Jackie told me, I went numb, shit I couldn't even feel my feet
Long live Johnny, you my brother, I can't ever call you friend
F*ck this world, they took yo life so we can't ever make amends
Wish you was right here at this table while we counting dividends
Put yo name right in my veins, you gon be with me till the end
Sorry lord, I know I'm wrong but I ain't repenting for these sins
Won't take it back, give me the chance and I'll do that shit again
But I can't lie, wish it was different cause I know this gon end
So I pour me up a cup, I'm drinking lean, this ain't no gin
So I pour me up a cup, promthezine all in my system
Swear I thought I was the man but whole time I was a victim
Foenem told me bout that drill, how he got grazed, they barely missed em
Pray to God just for that day cause he the reason they ain't hit em
Talk to Jeo everyday, got dreams of getting out the city
For my niggas thats still here, when I get up, y'all coming with me
Lamb chops and steak food for all them times ain't have a penny
Pour a bottle of belair, for all me niggas ain't seen twenty
And f*ck them niggas, broke the code, they went to singing like they Whitney
Doctor told me to detox, it's too much purple in my kidney
StayLowkey but f*ck the opps, they bite the cheese just like they Mickie
Wasn't no room up on the bus, was getting crowded in the jitney
Opps be linking up with opps, they trying to start a hoe committee
I grab that Drac, I bet they run because they how it get sticky
This that Dade county flow but baby I ain't Youngin Sticky
Better play yo cards right cause I can't lie it can get tricky
Kind of hard to say I'm hurt so I just put it in a song
Know you want me to be there but I just need some time alone
DND, don't hit me up cause I ain't picking up my phone
All the times that I been right, you only notice when I'm wrong
Lowkey

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