Lyrics:
Mess up with me? You'll get your silencing
Causing a whirlwind, all around town
Leaving my mark, all around town
Working on dying, it's what I do
I
wrong
Cause when he died
She moved her nigga in
She dont gotta creep no more
Let me tell you about my nigga Ron
R.I.P. that nigga done
He used to make me
now on me like cologne
But I ain't perfect, still so many sins I need to atone
Put my heart and soul in every single song that I'm on
Is it worth it
everything you want
I was never on some solo shit.
Always down to roll and blow a head off.
He jet off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
Because she still feels the most at
Peace when she's by the
Sea my grandma and dad still get
Drunk and sing Luis Miguel
In the kitchen we found our
Favorite
Been in the stu working all night, I can't never stop
Got this lil opp hoe she gone eat this dick and then give me the drop
He in a bucket going too
Zoocci Coke Dope
He's the dealer
I remember working when they used to diss me
I’m hardly ever home whole family miss me
All my niggas on it's
Or fear, I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git
Or fear, I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?
You need to git up, git out and git something
driven
By supreme being
Never giving up
Cause I know we all here to win
Doing what I love
The first prerequisite to win
Yeah
I been working working working
Just twenty short years from the day you were born, you died by the hangman's hand.
Yes, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning, for a shooting that he
as only hopin they
Stop by missin my brother I'm really hopin
He stop by i know he dead but see together
We got by me and you you and me
We all we got we
the solution
To alot of my problems
Father talking to Jesus concerning me
He saying Son I got him
That’s why I’m low key Nonchalant I be wildn
I do my best He do
dogs working 9 to 5
That still hustle 'cause a nigga can't shine off $6.55
And everybody selling makeup, Jacob's
And bootlegged tapes just to get they
the same old ground
Don't know why I'm still around
Lord knows that I shouldn't
The things I regret
The things that I couldn't
Pile up on top of me
So heavy
gotta clean the place, bro got grabbed for a bit of the c but I still got hope that he beat the case, my times done and the T this aint working for me
complaining he said he too high
He say it’s hard to pay his bills on time
Unc credit good he always pay on time
I let him cut my grass for a dime
Unc told me if
tell me say I no dey try
That thing go dey para me
That's why am working o
Working o
Just to make the doe
Life na turn by turn
If he reach my turn
didn't want no note
My brother keep telling me he coming home
Flights outta town we gone shop right in Rome
20 In blues I showed him on the phone
Sometimes
know, screaming crying pain
So the doctor pushes the bone in place
And then he puts on the cast and then a little while goes by
Then they bring me my
he's been drinking like a fish
Man, I never been a bitch, the dream was getting rich
But they still sleeping on me peep the level up
My music got
to remember me
I made my future, by reminiscing on memories
So rest in peace, cause his mind was a treasury
That's why I do this, my music is still my legacy
Every day I'm sick of feeling
He's missing out on good times
Barely ever scrapes by, but
Still alive, yeah you're, still alive
Laying low in your
still mourning
Got a check in the mail cuz I'm working
Gotta check in my heart cuz I'm hurting
I'm a stress case gonna be real with you
I'm in the swings
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