Lyrics: Christian Browne/Chris Blom
Music: Christian Browne/Chris Blom
Sometimes I wish that I could stop breathing.
Just sit back, see who really gon' cry for me, who really gon' ride for me.
They took my jersey, I was out for the season.
Take that in consideration, I'm pleading I need ya.
I express my feelings through this music.
Allah blessed me with this talent for to use it.
If I show you love, I feel you might abuse it.
It's just I been broke before, I'm not making excuses.
I could grant your wishes with these blue 100's.
But don't feel lucky when you jump inside my coupe.
Wasn't nobody never sorry for me.
So, I don't want you feeling sorry for you.
B***h, I treat you different from them hoes 'cause you worth it.
I know I ****ed up and I'm wrong, but I'm working.
Long as you let me up my .40 in your Birkin.
Opps out but we gon' pop out ' cause we deserve it.
My Glock out, it go"Rah, rah", tryna hurt someone.
On any block, I'm gon' rock out, we swerving.
My nigga died, can't shit slide, tryna hurt something.
Any designer, I'ma let you buy and we splurging.
Oh, I got all these problems, baby.
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby.
But we the worstest out of all them, baby.
Oh, I got all these problems, baby.
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby.
But we the worstest n****s out of all them, baby.
Sometimes I wish that I could stop breathing.
Just sit back, see who really gon' cry for me, who really gon' ride for me.
They took my jersey, I was out for the season.
Took taht in consideration, I'm pleading I need ya.
Demons jump out, leave your body on that cement.
We do it for a reason, you die, we gon' be even.
I just need a b***h to treat me right, I treat her decent.
So my heart getting colder, by tonight I'll be anemic.
Spend some racks and drop some on in on my wrist, look like a freezer.
B***h, I'm out that jungle, got more stripes than ****ing zebras.
Tinted so when they look for the Ahki, they can't see him.
Rockstar dreamers, come kick it with me, FIFA.
Oh, lately I been scheming.
But I got a heart of many men, I'm a legion.
I won't tie no flags, I'm no hospital, **** allegiance.
Lost so many brothers, these **** niggas gon' be grieving, I mean it.
I seen it, I felt it, blood, I done smelled it.
Revenge, I done dealt it, these K's, I done held them.
Jump out on your block, bust that b***h till I melt it.
Cruse to every nigga that bit the hand that helped.
Oh, I got all these problems, baby.
What if I had listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby.
But we the worstest out of all them, baby.
Oh, I got all these problems, baby.
What if I listened to my mama, baby?
Get back is the worst way to solve it, baby.
But we the worstest n****s out of all them, baby.