If I die, will a mothafucka cry?
My mama tryna keep me by
Was lookin how to fly
Still haunts her that I even tried
Tryna get me out the house before I lose my prime
If I die, will a mothafucka cry?
My mama tryna keep me by
Was lookin how to fly
Still haunts her that I even tried
Tryna get me out the house before I lose my prime

Guess I'll keep my life through the night time
Guess I'll keep my life through the night time

Who's mans? fool stance, bitch need a couple hundred thousand
I wanna live off the balance
My happiness drown my palette
King Kong in your braud when I'm pounding
You wanted chances I wasn't allowing
Don't even ask for allowance
You making dollas but can't even count it
Gave too much credit for something that I did
Don't feel sorry for shit
Keep my mental out your dental bitch
I wanna be there for my kids
Give a fuck if he trip
Hypocritical you takin the piss
Been told the phony get a grip
Why you have to go do it?
Speak it like you been through it
Tryna make me go stupid
Talk down to me like I'm too foolish
Like I'm too foolish
Why you have to go do it?
Speak it like you been through it
Tryna make me go stupid
Talk down to me like I'm too foolish
Like I'm too foolish

You ain't shit is you?
Look me in my eyes
Actin like they see through
You can't make it out my issues
And I don't even wanna know the ones you into
Life is life, finna treat it how it treat you?

So faithful, they prayin for stable
Dashing for labels
Livin for fables, and tales of the grateful
Lookin for a seat at the table
But don't wanna deal with the struggle for the break through
Hope you know I fucking hate you
I hope the world don't fucking bait you
And you just think that time is gonna save you
Hope you know I'm cleaning out your closet
Found you hanging in the shit
Your face pale in blood trails, and I just fucking lost it
Gave the world a smile, but they ain't seeing what you offering
Now they at the funeral actin like they knew shit
Who dis?
Some stupid punk ass bitch, that only came for the flics
To say 'look what I did!'
'I knew this man as a kid'
'But told him that he ain't shit'
'I actually know how it is'
'How it eat through your skin'
'Crazy how he commit'
'It's gettin dark in my vent'

This shit ain't bout you bitch
Better tuck a lip before I finna bust it in
You fuckin pricks led my mans to this
Now you wanna act like mental been the first thing on your list
You selfish, he dealt with
All the times he's helping
The people never accept him
Only just expect him
To be some perfect blessin

His last thoughts was probably about is Mama's smile
And all those times she talked him down for miles
Thought about his friends and the laughs he kept filed
Won't be around for his sister, or her first child
Worst of all he adding more bodies to his daddy's pile
All this death in the family, his pops his going wild
His Mama only sleep inside room, repeating his vinyl
Looking up to the ceiling, while the air leaving my person
I said 'fuck that'
Rope burning when I cut it off my lungs, trapped
Coughing, exhaustion, feeling where my heart at
I'm still beating, still kickin, I'm still breathing, I want life, want power, I want seasons, I want nights, I want reason, see all the blessings that I have and ain't no more needed
Ain't no more needed