Is it me I try to go harder than it gets I think that's my problem is it me Can't complain when I go through the sh**s Know that I'll see brighter days I can hear my mama say What's up from a better place As soon as I fly away We gone have to link and cut up And I ain't mad at you Know you damn happy You know I was never afraid to be alone It was a bad habit These girls was mad at me You should have seen them Mama It was mad tragic This is God level here I need more sh** like this You don't know a n***a like that You may have to get a flight back I was holding on to things Never did give the knife back Imma trade it for the wings I know I'm on the right track yeah, yeah Is it me I try to go harder than it gets I think that's my problem is it me Can't complain when I go through the sh**s Know that I'll see brighter days I can hear my mama say What's up from a better place As soon as I fly away We gone have to link and cut up I never got to grieve I can't even picture Brian's face I hope y'all don't forget me when I leave De-stress when I roll me up some weed Dip that b**h in kief Ashes on my sheets (Aye) Nana I'm a motherfuking beast (beast) And I'm fly as f** like I'm Tuskegee Shorty trippin' like she got loose shoe strings How you mad then not mad when I buy you some new things (Oou) excuse me Black men don't cheat I send prayers up I just hope that they reach Is it me Is it me I'm with the cuz Willie White in the gold now Me and the Aunt C C, a n***a grown now Hey look posed Mama Go head, smile for em Is it me