[Produced by Donato]
[Engineering by Colton "Hiro" Bonine]
[Intro]
Yeah
Naw get off me bruh, get off me I'm good, I'm good, just just give me a sec
Hahaha I'm a little f**ed up though
Havin' a little trouble walkin' yeah, and talkin'
Ha, let's go
[Verse 1]
Bad day, in a bad way, f**ed up on the corner now
But it's all good, all good, homies gon hold me down
Can't walk, can't talk, kinda wishin' I was sober now
8 calls, oh Lord, Manda probably on it now
Gotta get up, get ya sh** together, yeeh
Can't live witout a crib forever, I know
Ain't it hard when they dip on ya
Do you wrong like pshh whatever
I really ain't worried bout sh** though, gotta big dick and a thick hoe
When i get back im'a smash that, then pa** out wit a lit stoge
Like sh** bro, you gettin like pops
Naw i k** flows, b**h give me props
Ain't it wrong how you'd k** for em'
Yet it be them sendin the shots
Maybe I should try to call mom and them
But everytime i try, we be arguing
Tired of gettin' up just to fall again
This bottle gettin' deep and I'm fallin' in
I know
[Hook]
Notebook, a bottle, and my girl
I was always taught to speak the truth
If I can't tell my story to the world
Baby can I tell it to you?
Let the smoke out my mouth, watch it swirl
I jus always thought that we would too
If I can't tell my story to the world
Then baby let me tell it to you
[Verse 2]
Maybe I should say f** it, 2 tear drops in a mof**in' bucket
Ridin' round I'm buzzin', 2 twin Glocks, yeeh mof**a' thuggin'
Baby tell me will they love it, if I bring this art to em?
For the longest I was strugglin' yeah, no beats jus cartoons
If I called my pops, do that make me weak?
I mean it's just hard too
If I talked to moms, would the hate release?
Or open up scarred wounds?
Too hard to choose, im'a leave it alone maybe jus take the blocc off my phone
Maybe jus live my life, gotta be strong
But that way I know, y'all can call if y'all want
For a minute, I've been in my feelings and sh**
Invisible senses, gettin' vivid and sh**
Flippin' through memories, these pictures and sh**
Like what they f** happened? , I'm missin' some sh**
Lit on this bridge, just staring at water
Sick of this b**h, she don't care why I bother?
I tell her my story, she tell me go harder
She only obsessed, with the lies that they offer
I look in the future, see smiles that I brought her
She still being fooled, in a line for the slaughter
I'm sick of this boo, it's my time, when you gon tell em bout us?
I've been here for you, you my life line, why you gon tell em it's lust?
It's obvious f**, I'm out of my luck
Runnin' from time, like dodging these cuffs, f**
[Hook]
Notebook, a bottle, and my girl
I was always taught to speak the truth
If I can't tell my story to the world
Baby can I tell it to you?
Let the smoke out my mouth, watch it swirl
I jus always thought that we would too
If I can't tell my story to the world
Then baby let me tell it to you