Tryna find my mental
New place of thoughts
It aint your fault

You can catch me at my five
But you won't catch Me at them lights
Gun posted by that gear
I gotta Make it through my night

Feelin' good, finna pull me some shit out the bank
In credit union, so damn much, Atp, they Know my Face
I'm in Mike and Jacks, they greet me with a Fuckin' smile
You don't care about how I'm feelin We Don't speak, it's been a while

I don't blame you nigga, don't shake my Hand, you can't come Around
We swangin' drakes and Cutters better not Step outta bounds
Brudda Poppin' perks like Mike and ike
I can't Tell him What to do, I pray God watch Over his life

He feelin' like he's scarr, fentanyl can't be The way He die
But bra, fucked up on all them drugs
Like Shake back twin, open your eyes

Nine o'clock at Night, in the cell with broom Ain't Made a knife
Like, damn, lil' bruh, you trippin Might not Live to See that light

Srt, get in that win, You done lost six of yo Niggas
Y'all wasn't playing for that win
Claim he Fuck shit Up, sit back and just ask When
You ain't Never Play for keeps, boy what's Your code

Know That's My fuckin' brudda, we shared Clothes and We Switched hoes
Break down them Bags and flip Them zips They on the floor
Pop out the cut, bout them mainbirds and Swing My door

Think you got one up because you Fucked My bro
You really losin' value, might just Say you Lost your Soul
Like where the fuck her Morals at
Know your Mama ain't raise you like That
Lil' girl, where your Self-respect

Lil' hoe get Treated like some now & laters Wasgoin
They Block get hit up now or fucked up Later
She goin Edible got hella fuckin' flavors
I Cant even lie you better know that she my Fuckin Favorite

Come On drill in that box or get on feet Came in This shit With my own Independency
Seen a Couple bros Lose they life to the Gcp
Before You make it out The dirt
Gotta make It in these Streets

Steady prayin on my Downfall
Walkin' through Greenbrier me and Serray In them damn halls
Like Damn, I miss my Fuckin' friend
Our friendship Never broke, but Everything Comes to an end

You Had a brighter Future, took that shit up To the Chin
Talk to God In silence, I can't let nobody in
Member, Kik, we used to text all on the Phone

I Ain't goin' back to the crib
I hope you got a spot For me
Because I think I'm comin' home, I'm Comin Home