[Intro]
That shit gone be crazy Jacc

[NoCap]
Knowin' they hope I fail the only thing make me prevail
Bad days, been hard, it make me want to get away from here
Play on my loyalty and don't care how it make me feel
I'm only 23 and all my n***as dead or in jail

Have you ever seen red tears shed from a thug
I might go over on these drugs, see what I'm capable of
Only way they stop me, if they kill me, or my hands get cuffed
We the ones totin' sticks and drums, where they gon' ban me from
(Where they gon' ban me from?)

I'm thuggin' in the rain with all my mans, don't need no new dudes
Oh, why he tried that, we kill him and fly to Honolulu
She know she hurt me, I moved on to ride with my new boo
So shawty only call my phone when I hook up the bluetooth

Really pray for better days
Tryna run it up but all these n***as in the way (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't lie, my momma tryin', but when I bust that iron, that shit did something to her child (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I miss Wop, so in denial, I still'll dial his number in my car
I just know my grandma proud of me, and I'll do anything to see her smile at least (Yeah, yeah)
One day, I'll leave this world, eventually, I'll no longer be visiting, but I'll be with you permanently (Yeah)
All these pain songs, I hope they don't belittle me for givin' bad energy

You gon' lose a couple friends when you be chasing yo' goals
Fuck a rapper and a feature, I be fuckin' they hoes
Presidential Rolex, no First Lady, but I still be late
I been runnin' off depression, I been walkin' on faith
Treat my n***as just like family, go ask the guys
Tell the truth, you ain’t havin motion, that’s a pair of lies
And if they don't think that it's my time, tell them n***as, "watch"
The hood traffic guard, I'm who tell 'em "go" and "stop"
Potato on his top, we ain't tryna negotiate neither
My n***as make the news, 'cause they know I'm the one who gon' feed 'em
Don't shake them n***as hands, that's the first part of the procedure
Smoke, I inhale it, n***a, pull up, shoot his [?] like I'm

Back in my mode, [?]
I'm in Miami bumpin' Plies with a grip on me
Back in my mode, [?]
I love the game just like I'm [?]
[?]
Control

Name a time that I ran---
[?] playin' in [?]
My shooter, he not from New York, I make my mans get ya hacked
Act like it's one hunnid, and they ain't, dawg, that shit'll get you whacked
I'm at war with myself, [?] (Oh) (Ay)
I been lookin' for love, (That shit gone be crazy Jacc), but it ain't none left, you can check for yourself
You can check for you---
You can check for you---
You can check for your--- (self)
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