[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]
She called me out the blue, she must have sensed it
She start a prayer, "Dear Father" her first sentence
Nose start flarin' up, eyes start tearin' up
I don't pray to God, I pray to her I know she there and stuff
How she know my heart hurt, how she know I can't sleep
She don't I'm married, still engaged to these damn streets
If you can swim, f** a bridge, I'm tryna burn it down
There's some people wronged that I shouldn't
But I'm learning now
Hope she never hear it, I would hate to have to hurt her now
I went to put in work and heard her voice, but I ain't turn around
Don't worry grandma 'cause the guys is with me
Last charge, no co-de only God was with me, I'm paranoid
Old bodies still hear voices, my back against the wall
A n***a made choices
'Member me remember me and Eazy had the sound
Keep your chin up, Tims down, keep the strap around
Kush clouds thinkin' where I went wrong at
Am I where I'm supposed to be, is this where I belong at
Got some homies still living in the feds still
Game feel like a poker table, trap feel like a treadmill
Cuz got hit up tell me stories how the lead feel
And when he go to sleep he still hear it in his head still
Ibuprofen, still in pain and sh**, his body hurt when it rain and sh**
Learned a lesson through him, seeing tubes connected to him
Waiting to catch the n***a who did it to get the message to him
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But I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies
[Verse 2: Tsu Surf]
A couple n***as made it, a couple n***as didn't
And Quick said try to get it how my n***as livin'
sh** I don''t trust a soul, that's how you gotta be
It's shoot first, it's no regrets and no apologies
I seen major pains, late night laser games
Trapped through that drought, I had to get it
n***as prayed for rain
I made nothin' somethin', a little a lot
I went to sleep hungry, might sleep with the pots
I don't got answers, I can't tell you lies
Soft lovers on the corners weird slingin' pies
And you never feel it 'til your mans go
Momma found it in the crib I had to get a bed though
Wax home now off a eight piece, we bout to turn up
sh** he should hate sleep, candy yams in that kitchen
I can make sweets, pack finished, four days that's a late week
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But I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies