(Intro: Ashley Whitaker)
Speak to God on regular with the way I’m living life
Streets they got the best of me so now nothing feeling right
(Verse 1: Ashley Whitaker)
They say is ignorance is bliss and real Gs in move silence
But mofu*kas’ speaking out they neck not causing problems
Speaking on the net only make me lose it and cause some violence
Like maybe you shouldn’t start sh*t
(Hook: Ashley Whitaker)
They killing us crazy over some fake sh*t
Tryna numb pain why I gеt so damn faded
Tatted on my arm gang relatеd they hate it
Only got love for the streets that raised me
Speak to god on regular wit the way I’m living life
Streets they got the best of me so now nothin feeling right
If you gotta shoot then fu*king shoot I ain’t finna’ stop you
Only thing is what you finna’ do I’m finna’ do too
(Verse 2: Ashley Whitaker)
Im better off with the thoughts that causing all these problems
Whether they stop ain’t in my fu*king options
Im sorry mama, Im sorry father; Im sorry Austin
I jus couldn’t hold that posture
My shoulder heavy I think they start fall in
Why am I always the wrong sh*t?
I really tried but I guess I ain’t accomplish
Leaving out this game as a pure bread artist
(Bridge: Ashley Whitaker)
Speak to god on regular wit the way I’m living life
Streets they got the best of me so now nothin feeling right
If you gotta shoot then fu*king shoot I ain’t finna’ stop you
Only thing is what you finna’ do I’m finna’ do too
(Hook: Ashley Whitaker)
They killing us crazy over some fake sh*t
Tryna numb pain why I get so damn faded
Tatted on my arm gang related they hate it
Only got love for the streets that raised me
They killing us crazy over some fake sh*t
Tryna numb pain why I get so damn faded
Tatted on my arm gang related they hate it
Only got love for the streets that raised me
Only got love for the blocks that pay me