(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I dont see why these ni**as hate so much
I dont see why these ni**as fake so much
I dont see why these ni**as hate so much
(woah)
Blogs gonna put you in the corner
Can’t even go back if you wanna
I know how it feels when you’re a goner and..
Let go to get back for your brother
I done fu*ked up cut off my mother
I feel fu*ked up cut off my brothers
But i could i never cut off my cutters
If you would slide for me then i love you
I did a lot of wrong to a lot of people
Maybe i need to ask god for my forgiveness
I heard a lot of talk from a lot of people
Somеtimes i wake up out of my sleep, i see myself bleeding
Somеtimes i stop breathing, sometimes i can’t get out of my bed because i can't stop grieving
I can’t stop thinking, they say i don’t believe it
This ain’t another song
This is a mental meeting
This is what you mean to me:
I let you count up my celery
You kept me out of a felony
You did me wrong so you dead to me