Tears

Turn the beat up a little bit
Look
Pain up in my eyes but this bezel got my heart froze
Started with a quarter now we moving like the narcos
Trips to California stuffing baggies in my cargos
Feel like Richard Porter S class color charcoal
Shop until the mall close, but never in no mall clothes
Drowning in Amiri hit up Louis I need all those
My shooter scratch the barcode from off a semi auto
Head up on a swivel gotta make it to tomorrow
Behind that little front of yours, I could see the bitch in you
Show em what a switch a do
And treat it like a business move
Motivated hustler moving like I don't got shit to loose
Ask around my city motherfuckers don't got shit to prove
Talk bout what I didn't do, shit I can't be bothered with
Won't let em catch me slipping I cant leave my youngin father less
Sertraline pulled me from a hole that I was falling in
Numbing my emotions I ain't think that I would walk again
Devil on my nightstand dreams creeping up on me
Speaking for the streets real niggas know wassup with me
I can't name too many rap niggas that can fuck with me
A real heart breaker why the fuck she put her trust in me
I always got my gun on me the time I got is borrowed
The bottom of a bottle where I'm hiding all my sorrows
You see me smile today but I could be gone by tomorrow
Yeah
Said I could be gone by tomorrow
Conversations with my demons I can't let 'em get the best of me
Looked into the sky and heard him say this shit was meant for me
I put in overtime so why the fuck do niggas envy me
No puedo hacerlo mas, these perkies tryna take control of me
Trapped in my mind can you hear my thoughts
Told my brothers Imma ride till the wheels fall off
How long I gotta cry till you hear my call
I'm just praying we survive yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah I struggle with nightmares, coppers they don't fight fair
Shackles on my ankles wondering if Imma die there
Popping different pills I was tryna keep my mind clear
Full of dog food serving junkies out of fine fair
Even on my time spared, gotta make the most of it
Warzone in my head I'm just hoping they don't notice it
My paranoia killing me, my baby mother over it
Living by a code told my brothers imma go for them
And I know that they hate me, niggas couldn't take me
Caught him at a drive thru, pussy caught a eight piece
The way I got Roc, they comparing me to Jay Z
I gave y'all the blue print yall fuck niggas lazy
I guess they want a handout, reason that my ops broke
I was taught to hustle, learned to get it from a snot nose
Crushing up some Tylenol and sell it like it's pot roast
But it's crazy I still got those
Tears all in my eyes but the bezel got my heart froze
Started with a quarter now we movin like the narcos
Trips to California stuffing baggies in my cargos
Feel like Richard Porter S class color charcoal
Shop until the mall close, but never in no mall clothes
Drowning in Amiri hit up Louis I need all those
My shooter scratch the barcode from off a semi auto
Head up on a swivel gotta make it to tomorrow