I.L Will - Mask Off lyrics

[Verse] This sh**'s stressful, everyone depending on me I could get k**ed in the day, cause I'm still in the streets Tryna make a way for errbody, we all gotta eat When it's time to bust some muh, you gotta keep it descrete I just grab my 40 Glock and I get on my knees I ask the Lord for forgiveness, cause I didn't believe I been lost so many n***as, that it filled me with grief My broski dead and my face I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep Yeah, dis streets then f**ed me up, I live my life seek convinces I don't give a f**, dem bullets hitting n***as and b**hes Still going through this struggle, b**h we trapped in the trenches And still got my daughter errthing she wanted for christmas And when I look at her she smile and that's the reason I'm living I'm tryna touch dem M's, errday Thanksgiving Popping pills like M&M's, got a young n***a trippin' Main n***a acting tough, be the main n***a snitchin' Think about when you was broke, who was the main n***as with you? It was me and Mikey Dollaz, robbin' n***as is a stick up Shawties hop about tha pickup, with them sticks tough tryna hit sum So much money to be made, I.L Will just tryna get sum n***a lit right now, so I'm lurking with a mask off CPDK, f** a n***a with a banjo You only wanna see us black people with their head stoned Ridin' with my n***as, I don't care if it was dead wrong I will pop off at your front door, n***a ding-dong Mean with the beam, lemon squeez, we can get it on All my n***as Gs, real n***as ain't go never fall Broke my heart to find out a couple n***as ran me too What you now but trappin' in the winter and your toes cold Three socks, runnin' from the cops on a long road I swear to god, I don't rap 'bout sh**, that I don't know I just seen a couple bandz and a n***a then been dead broke I hit my momma hand, I'm the man I gotta hold the low Sometime it's so much on my brain that it might overload Only thing that help a n***a, I get my daughter and hold her close My Baby and my music, only thing that keep me holdin' on I hope you get the message, cause this ain't no ordinary song Have you ever been in a crap but you felt alone Everyday stressin', but pretending that it's nothing wrong It's f**ed up in the streets and your b**h trippin' once you make it home No time for these b**hes, rap about it in my songs So I ain't lying to these b**hes Imma go out and get it, I don't rely on these b**hes And my homies got faith, they say that I'm gon' be the ticket But I been rappin' for so long, that I did thought about quittin' I also made alot of money, I could flex on you n***as, LA with MTV Spike Lee took me to dinner, but I'm still in the hood So how the f** am I a winner? I guess it's cause I lost my faith But everybody is a sinner, I been going through this pain, it cut me deeper than a splitter I really played with c**aine, you other rappers just pretenders, really blamm with them thangs Mask up and handle business, Komak runnin' through my veins Yeah I go crazy 'bout my n***as, I be yelling it's a stain while I'm grippin' on my pistol Baby G up on my face, god why you take my n***a? I just roll a backwood, I gratuaded from the swishers I used to have a family, until they knocked me off the picture Now it's just my momma, my big sister and lil sister I accept the fact Imma rapper and dope pusher And Imma go hard, cause I know that the world looking I.L