[Intro]
Hey, uh, I was just tryna get a hold of you
I know you been movin' around a lot, tryna do your thing
Just, just be careful when you come back home
Know what they say
Come on vacation, leave on probation

[Chorus]
When meditation ain’t enough, then you'll see me talking to God Talking to, talking to
If everything wasn't enough, then maybe you’ll know that I tried know that I, know that I
I seen the worst, I seen the thirst
You hit they line, they hit the red, that shit the worst
I seen the worst, I seen the thirst
I pull a nine, and that shit jam, that shit the worst

[Verse 1]
JJ Reddick when we making records
Really all we know is pull this shit up and shoot
A lot of young n***as toting guns
Know this shit is fun 'til they shooting at you
You ain't with it, keep it on the move
Quick tempers with a lot to prove
Fine line between a street n***a
And street music from a rap dude
Turn the stu' into a traphouse, huh?
But you ain't never seen a traphouse, huh?
I was only like a freshman, but uh
They made it move like Stackhouse, bruh
Real Westside, they don't cap on nothin'
With TPeazy on the Southside, huh?
RIP Tayda, man, yeah, scream free Bubba like yeah
Me and my dawgs be throwing out
But none of this shit we do farfetched
Raise the bar like a squat prep
The devil hit me but I fought back
Hear them talking 'bout we making waves
But we swimming where the sharks at
You might lose a leg, you might lose a head
And they gon’ say that they ain’t saw shit
Stayed down like a park bench
My shit together like apartments
Don't get it twisted, it’s not a game, boy
Stayed down when they all switched
I'm trying to find desire to spare 'em, I'm one of a kind
Run out of time, you bound to lie in a pile of whatever’s mine
[Chorus]
When meditation ain't enough, then you'll see me talking to God Talking to, talking to
If everything wasn't enough, then maybe you'll know that I tried know that I, know that I
I seen the worst, I seen the thirst
You hit they line, they hit the red, that shit the worst
I seen the worst, I seen the thirst
I pull a nine, and that shit jam, that shit the worst

[Verse 2]
They fifty deep? We got a problem
I ain't never been the type for violence
But I ain't never been the type for running
Know the Lord was with us that one time in Florida
White dude called my cousin a n***a
So he flipped and tried to pull an order
Turns out all he knew was n***as
See how quick that thre could turn to forty
We gon' lie and say we packing now
Hope I ain't gotta turn to Pacquiao
Popped the trunk, they dispersed
Made it out without a scratch or nothin'
I ain't really learn a lesson, 2 months later, I was helping with a lick
4 years later, semi-automatic to my temple, karma is a bitch

[Chorus]
When meditation ain't enough, then you'll see me talking to God Talking to, talking to
If everything wasn't enough, then maybe you'll know that I tried know that I, know that I
I seen the worst, I seen the thirst
You hit they line, they hit the red, that shit the worst
I seen the worst, I seen the thirst
I pull a nine, and that shit jam, that shit the worst