Pipe that shit up TNT Dmac on the fucking track Tahj Money
Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair How the fuck I wake up from one dream to a nightmare? Left folks behind, you seen that light glare I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs Why can't I just pull up to your crib and see your right there? Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care
Let's just be friends before we rush into a label Wanna know if you really fuck me, girl, what's your angle? It's only for the better if I'm tryna change you Lovin' me ain't easy, if you leave, I don't blame you Trauma got me fucked up, so I'm mentally unstable I got wrapped up in my emotions, now I'm tangled Deep in my thoughts and overthinkin' can get painful Watch how I move, one wrong decision can be fatal Hidden messages, conversations with my angels Just walk with me and you'll see I'm tryna save you Most times I'm by myself I'm still confused from betrayel From rags to riches, shit's still hard, I'm just unfaced to
Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair How the fuck I wake up from one dream to a nightmare? Left folks behind, you seen that light glare I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs Why can't I just pull up to your crib and see your right there? Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care
Livin' on his own and he runnin' out of options now 'Cause he felt like he couldn't be his self at his momma house Hittin' licks, missin' school, junior year he thought 'bout droppin' out Him against the world, . 40 on him when he poppin' out On his dark road, he's just tryna find a proper route Hate the criticism, he uses music to block it out But as a youngy he was molested as a baby boy Messed up his head, it even changed the way he play with toys Up late night rappin', they told him to quit makin' noise Stuck in his feelings, he be spendin' every day annoyed He wanna stand over a nigga, leave his face destroyed He miss his hood, now this something that he can't avoid
Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair How the fuck I wake up from one dream to a nightmare? Left folks behind, you seen that light glare I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs Why can't I just pull up to your crib and see your right there? Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care
Compositores: Thomas Horton (Tntxd), David Mcdowell, Tahj Javal Vaughn, Taurus Tremani Bartlett (Polo G), Hristo Dianov Yosifov ECAD: Obra #43350269