I just wanna be left alone It's nothin' painful more than death alone Where all my dead ones go? Like, "Why'd y'all leave me here? " I know they talkin' back to me but I can't seem to hear My mentality cloudy, I can't seem to clear it Evil spirits can't avoid 'em I can't seem to shake 'em I been through shit you couldn't stomach but won't let it break me Gave jurisdiction hope and niggas still ain't thank me It don't surprise me though this shit be comin' with highs and lows Got so many obituaries, I can't cry no more The feds stipulation stiff, I can't get high no more You see me starin' into space, I'm tryna find me soul, nah Tryna find mysеlf, politely, I declined yo hеlp It's nothing you can do to bring my niggas back (To bring my niggas back) And I just want my niggas back It ain't nothin' you could do to bring my niggas back And you can't do nothin' for a gangsta you can't give me that
They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' I'm not the same If anything it's the pain, I'm knowin' it's not the fame I'm knowin' it's not the money Skizzy on my skully I ain't know nothing 'bout that backdoor 'til they showed me shit get ugly They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' I'm not the same If anything it's the pain, I'm knowin' it's not the fame I'm knowin' it's not the money Skizzy on my skully I ain't know nothing 'bout that backdoor 'til they showed me shit get ugly
I use to pray I live forever, shit, I don't care no more Ayy, am I weird for textin' gang though he ain't here no more? Mom's couldn't speak at your service 'fore she cleared her throat, she broke down They ain't know what you meant to us, they know now Throw rounds Used to pour out liquor now we pour out pints of [?] Loyalty related to betrayal, that shit a thin line Death before dishonor, always been a quote I live by His son was there to watch them niggas barbecue his ribeye Gave my patner mama a lil' somethin' just to get by Even if she get high with it, shit, I don't blame her The suckas catch me loafin', I promise to die a gangsta Clip hold twenty, it's nineteen, one in the chamber They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' it ain't the fame Give a fuck about this money, I just wanted y'all to love me But after all the sneaky snake shit, how could you trust me? Niggas forced my hand, shit, I was forced to get 'em slammed
They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' I'm not the same If anything it's the pain, I'm knowin' it's not the fame I'm knowin' it's not the money Skizzy on my skully I ain't know nothing 'bout that backdoor 'til they showed me shit get ugly They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' I'm not the same If anything it's the pain, I'm knowin' it's not the fame I'm knowin' it's not the money Skizzy on my skully I ain't know nothing 'bout that backdoor 'til they showed me shit get ugly
Compositores: Maurice Darnell Ivory (Reecebeats), Timothy Cornell Jr Patterson (Mozzy), Malachi Hansford Haden ECAD: Obra #40674002