The Cry For Help

Let us Pray This little light of mine I gotta let it shine NyQuil in a bottle And I mixed it with Canada Dry Maybe I will quit Maybe I lied Maybe I'll keep on drinking all this shit until I die Maybe it's the only way I get to talk to god But who knows fuck it all I might tell you when I arrive Niggas sippin Wockhardt More than all the pop stars Y'all Niggas is not hard That's why they done shot y'all They ain't even let none of y'all niggas past the cop car What you thought you got far Fuck what the facades are Cheated death Five times tell me what the odds are Hottest on the east side Of the whole Atlantic coast We really from the zoo We was raised among the animals Nigga let my Nana know Putting niggas in panic mode Switched up the flow Now they saying I got the antidote Murder in the letter they telling me fucking Annie wrote We sipping beetle juice while them niggas chill on banana boats Dropped one last year Working on three albums Bitch I'm Craig Vill Where the fuck you gon be without em Love it when I rise Cherish when I fall I'm telling all my stories I ain't embarrassed at all If you a rapper in my way My nigga expect to die here Only want to make it so I can take all the guys there I don't live this way for me I need it for y'all Put a bean in my drawls I Call my grandmother by her middle name cause she a queen to us all Shout out to Gussie The reason y'all can't fuck wit me Built my confidence as a pup now it's up for me Almost died in a quarantine They said pray to God and he gon grant you some more dreams But what I get a bunch of pills and some morphine Blame the hospitals they been out creating more fiends Maybe I am not myself Maybe this a cry for help Y'all discredit my everything while loving everybody else Maybe they should Cut the lights stop the music Take me down Northside Philly we really raised in a crazy town Don't make me talk about my real life Describing what watching all of these Niggas really out here getting killed like Y'all celebrating everytime I leave the room I told myself it's cause they know they can not compete with you Maybe I told a lie when I really needed the truth Look into the pupils and tell me what can you really do It's sadness when I'm rapping unfortunately in Zach booth Niggas real studios I know niggas that trap too I wish you could've told me Craig they never coming back to you Amen