Global Empire Music Group's Clutch Beats - Answers(Outro) lyrics

[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 [Hook]X2 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 [Hook]X2 But I don't have the answers So I won't tell you lies