Lyrics:
died
I was there for her her dad commit suicide
Times I would held that knife
Yeah I'm still sad
Depressed and hurt
By my dad
Missed my games and lied
Because if I do catch it I would be apprehended.
I was not the type to give it if you don't deserve it.
I was not the type to give a fuck, I was a virgin.
by surprise the end of your life it came from
Insecure about my art you pushed me to make some
Never gonna forget the memories you make of
You
would)
Don't worry about when don't worry bout the why
Just have patience child, sit back and enjoy the ride, You can't rush your life
Just. Trust in
I decided one day to write you a letter and tell you how much I care
And about how it feels when you walk beside me and the joy of being a pair
I
misled and betrayed by my own brothers, y'all don't know how that feel
(Yeah, yeah)
Man I really thought you was my dog
Most these niggas be capping
would you be mine
Oh I heard it through the grapevine
Oh I'm just about to lose my mind
Honey, honey yeah.
I heard it through the grapevine
Not
a clue.
Nothing change,
each and every day man I'm in the stu.
So when I'm asked what I'm doing I say nothing really you?
Think I'm boring its okay I would
a clue.
Nothing change,
each and every day man I'm in the stu.
So when I'm asked what I'm doing I say nothing really you?
Think I'm boring its okay I would
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
you'd swear it was for sale
Down at the hardware store where he kept a running tab
He'd stop by a few times a week 'cuz that's just what he did
And he'd
Oh I just wanna talk all day , talk all night with you
Oh she just wanna shop Balmain, shop all light for two
Oh it would be easier for me to ask
would find its way
Never lied about the way I felt is what I’m tryna say
I hurt you and you hurt never mind I apologize today
Aye
Good terms only
I
when you used to write about me in your diary
Finally, we done grew up
This your last chance for you to choose up
I heard you got a man, now ya boo'd up
Yeah, just got home, man
Just thinkin' about this girl, and
Her fuckin' boyfriend, heh, uh
He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He
never going in vain ain't no need to explain
My brother my brother brother my brother
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you leaving
My brother
ignored
And it's a setback and yet the clock still ticks
And if we let it, rap would be run by politics
I read it somewhere that every man's created
car
Skrt skrt
Way before people called me XI
Before they would notice when I drive by
Girl I always think about you
Girl you got my heart and you know
who I thought about in the ward
You all kept me alive, I hope that you know that
Dante, Damien, and Mason you always have my back
And to da people that
Middle fingers to the shit we used to talk about Middle fingers to the letters that I used to
Write Middle fingers to the nigga that you're hittin
that I’m proud of you
Took my life when you left Alabama
I’m so cold I just write in November
Hurt my soul when I think about yo brother
Make a song just
you all alone
It makes no sense that you should keep holding on
To a man who could care less about you.
Tell me why do you carry on despite all
see the God's wrath
I'mma chief that smoke weed outta peace pipes
Yo, bro, I'm half Indian, so you're right
I'mma about to show you wit my mic sword
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