Sometimes I get high for no reason I just want to feel something different
Taking perkys out the bottle but this isn't my prescription
I got Homies doing life and they still smiling in the system
I got Homies in the grave I think about them and I miss them
Shedding tears for my peers but they invisible
Can't tell you what I'm going through just know the shit is critical
They took my Brodys visits I can't see him in the physical
I got to keep it with me so they label me a criminal

I Think about um an I miss um
I just fell out with my dawg but that was never my intention
I ain't been to church in years but for my sins I be repenting
Some of my bros are atheist but I still pray the lord forgive um
Back to back poor decisions
Katrina almost went crazy
Going through my dresser found a baggie fulla shells n 380s
Like 14 w half a bizzy give you five for the 80
That dope would turn a fiend cross eyed like Tracy mgrady
With the shooters out in Houston feelin like I'm paul wall in his prime
Bro hit a bank ain't get a coin but feds offered a dime
Flew the gang to Medellin just to ease up the tension
Xannies with the Henny used to have me in a different dimension
1st Mecca died then bestie died then ROC passed in a toot out
It fuck me up because he don't get to see me backing this coupe out
My diamonds got these suckers nauseous like I'm passing the flu out
That bitch don't meet my standards so I curve her when she asks to get flew out

Sometimes I get high for no reason I just want to feel something different
Taking perkys out the bottle but this isn't my prescription
I got Homies doing life and they still smiling in the system
I got Homies in the grave I think about them and I miss them
Shedding tears for my peers but they invisible
Can't tell you what I'm going through just know the shit is critical
They took my Brodys visits I can't see him in the physical
I got to keep it with me so they label me a criminal

FREE my Dawgs spinning cause the beef wasn't settled
(Shooterz)
The jail calls hurt my heart on another level
(Hear the pain in my voice)
child of ghetto the streets gave the only metals
(I'm talkin trophies)
In Boston really serving Bobby word to Rowdy Rebel
(AH ah ah)

Covid took the visits even tho you in the box
(23 n 1)
1 hour out u hit me on dogs that meant a lot
(Freeniggas)
Pelipost or free prints Them pictures worth A lot
(Them pictures worth a lot)
The RIPs and memories sometimes I'm still in
shock
(You just gotta pray)

Gots some homies in the grave
That's up in heaven never prayed
Now I'm talkin to the heavens for some better days
(I need Some Better Days)

I been Smokin all these sevenths
While I'm riding through my section
For this picture on my necklace Imma let it spray
(Dedede boom)

When you locked or you dead you see the love for real
(That's when u see it)
My youngin doin life waitin on the judge appeal
(Free snacks)
My homie toolie took 39 like that was a deal
(Free Toolman)
I lost my best friend Richie I think about him still
(Love you bro)

Sometimes I get high for no reason I just want to feel something different
Taking perkys out the bottle but this isn't my prescription
I got Homies doing life and they still smiling in the system
I got Homies in the grave I think about them and I miss them
Shedding tears for my peers but they invisible
Can't tell you what I'm going through just know the shit is critical
They took my Brodys visits I can't see him in the physical
I got to keep it with me so they label me a criminal