Lord of Autumn
Leaves fall down for me
Trees fall down lonely
People gon talk sh** about me
Wolves gon talk to me
I relate more to dead men than I should
Am I a product of it?
Is my disorderly conduct cuz it got my body bloody?
Could I eat for that?
My momma want ya boy to eat from rap
Cuz I don't sleep for that
Maybe should've been a doctor or something and made your fortune off a easy trap but I ain't beat for that
I'd rather hang out the window with my heart failing
I get weak for that
Might quit my job next week for that
And be a bum a** n***a til I meet respect
I'm on hold
With these hoe a** n***as
Talking about they got all my best interest
But when I got some new sh** coming they don't show no interest
I should charge interest
And throw up all the APRs before I lose my senses and grab 8 ARs and disperse before the verse on 8 new cars
Until you n***as do what you say you will you know you false
But how could I expect respect in a country built of showing all these young n***as neglect
In the mirror fill my head up with a load of success
But it ain't a matter of time
It's a risk and bet
Man people don't see your struggle
They just see your muscle
And compare your accolades to the new and the vets
And we don't even help each other
We just want to be best
And I just wanna help my parents get the f** out of debt
Man I cry a little
Inside a little
I wanna be so big and wonder why I'm little
There's a high possibility that this could be my last song
Something always told me that this sh** wouldn't last long
I called Beamon we was screaming on the damn phone
I check my backseat every night fore I'm back home
I shouldn't feel like I gotta watch my back long
But the boro getting darker than this black gun
I hit the streets
Police lurking
I'm a regular here
I'm on my way to put her legs in the air
The only sanity I have is with my lady and my n***as
Look at life and know that motherf**er never play fair
If you love me know I pa** by ya house sometimes
I see your silhouette and leave cuz I ain't meant to be there
I play the game to keep my mind occupied
Cuz when it's idle
Almost want to kiss a gun and put my brains everywhere
I feel bad if you relate
I just hate that I could never make a happy a** song
And that's why people don't care
And if you tryna be my manager its hard
Because how do you manage a n***a hated for all of the sh** that he is
Contemplated on the thought of recreating myself
But I love me
Could probably masturbate to myself
And my ego just gon k** me after raping itself
If this is nothing then call d**h and tell him take me to Hell
I ain't soulful
I'm soul less
Distant motherfukers always telling me I'm so blessed
So what?
I'm depressed
I'm knee deep in sh** river
This n***a need a reset
A new life on the other side in the deep west
People always thinking that my thinking villain-ated like I'm looking at you f**ers picking who I'm gonna compete with
I'm so far f**ed up
Knees to my chest
Tearing up
Thinking what the f** is here for me next
I'm locked in a bottle with a proof on the front
Degenerate f**in settlement
I'll sleep when it's done
I been smiling all my life
Now I fake it for fun
I don't ever feel welcome
I don't go through the front
I don't wave at my neighbors
I ain't sharing your blunts
Im about to set the world on fire
If I'm blunt
I've lost too much to afford giving a f**
You always think you have forever til whenever is up