Guitar Hero

Ain't been out this room all week And everyday the sun is up before I fall sleep I know either way I'm sinking, why not in the Maldives Instead it's in my head, because these, thoughts deep Uh, I don't wanna work a nine-five Try get rich, or in the process I'll die Whoever said its lonely at the top, I think they lied If life wasn't such a bitch, then maybe she would be my wife I thank God that I don't look like half the shit that I survived I'm the chosen one, no that cannot be compromised I won't back down I was fighting demons in my mental, but I'm back now Who knew this yellow pencil could've turned me to a cash cow I can't find a bitch on Instagram without her ass out Just like a blunt, the way these hoes be getting passed round He listen to Sosa, lil bro thinking that he black now Like stop tryna be gansta, we all know that's not your background Taylor, when I heard you passed away, I nearly passed out Its hard to answer, when I say it, and they ask how Cj had the type of loyalty, that you could brag bout They took my boy from me, its even worse cause he was dad bound, un Kody hid his heart, to let his wounds show R.I.P. to Dimion, put realest on his tombstone Aye if you don't cut the grass, it won't bloom bro Its not more than two genders, swear this generation doomed bro Young nigga slaving for a chain, for a chain Ma look what your dropout, done became, he became I really tried to tell 'em, I was him in dumbest terms Me not sorry, I'm the shit, I make a hater stomach turn Send JT my latest record, did I make I it, did I miss He went bro you gotta gift, like its December twenty-fifth Swear we love to sit and laugh about the hoes we used to hit Member Target runs, we grabbed a box of trojans and some chips If her friend ain't gotta man, he know I'm throwing that assist We was scooping in his yota, with the motor needing fixed Pain is universal I don't like committing She like, boy who hurt you I respond, who didn't Forever free Dimari Bro I'm sorry Sorry I ain't visit you not once, it rip apart me I miss when we used to play 2k, or hit a party Or hooping at Lafayette, even tho you couldn't guard me Real shit Kody hid his heart, to let his wounds show R.I.P. to Dimion, put realest on his tombstone Aye if you don't cut the grass, it won't bloom bro Its not more than two genders, swear this generation doomed bro Young nigga slaving for a chain, for a chain Ma look what your dropout, done became, he became I really tried to tell 'em, I was him in dumbest terms Me not sorry, I'm the shit, I make a hater stomach turn, un