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Random Tears
06:46
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(Hook)
I be riding through the city with my top back
And my windows rolled down sense mufuckas
say they lookin for the old me ...
Sense they looking for the old me. Well
I be riding with my pistol in my lap and a bad bitch
Blowing up my phone, I ain't reply
But she say what happened to the old me
They say they miss the old me, but I ain't go nowhere
(Bridge)
(Verse1)
How I feel about these rap niggas, FUCK EM ALL
Drake rap bout these bitches I just fuck EM all
Who can stop me, none at all, I'm well season
Plus I fuck autumn till the spring break, so of course summer fall
Wit a bunch of people that influence me to evil
If you can see through the eyes of a monster you would believe to
They spread the DNA of lames, wake up
I'm tryna fix the face of Mother Earth with my genetic make up
FUCK THE WORLD leaves the lips of ever dope Boi and can squeezer
But what y'all can't see is
The original name of this place in the equation
So it makes to say when you whip in the pan, g I
Guess we got the right to nigga I'm too nice
Nothing you write true so I don't like you niggas
They tossing fallacy to the masses to prance around in mansion
You bastards the truth is raw so I hate you all with a passion
but aside from that, I ain't tryna rap
Tryna rekindle my old flames cause I ain't find a match
Tryna relax so the credits ignored
My sentiments more jaded after dealing wit broads
Ice in my veins and my heart temperature frost
Had a passion for birds but now a nigga just sore
Think I'm crazy cause my train of thought different than yours
So unafraid of tomorrow, you think I lived it before
(Bridge)
I ain't never change, been this way for years
Never did and I still wont, now
I'ma Ride bout min, then, now, or later
Just Remember when it all goes down ... I be riding
(Verse2)
Welcome to the party, my punch bowl spiked
With at least a pint of actives, every room got mattresses
I only invited my niggas, like 2 dozen actresses
And dudes that claim they knew me from school givin me dap and shit
Me and shorty makin bets on who gone bag the badder bitch and I'm like
I ain't even try to, I won when I invited you
I be tripping in this empty room full of smoke
And bottles, my life's an street drama full plot wholes
Sometimes I just be talking to these 4 walls, since my adolescence
I had an obsession with the dark confession
Wit he heart, I get easily confused
By a curvy physic, questioning her motives
from the way that she throw it, she surely a freak
Observing her sleek body movin, have mercy on me
For being so easily tempted
If I have a weakness in life it's beautiful women lord
I'm in love with bad a yellow mami
And I ain't ashamed to say it, to the world I proclaim it
Damn near every platonic female friend I had is shakin
The spot, plus my ex fiancé is somewhere hatin
But I still wear a toaster with soldiers all in my section
Mixing this purple potion and toast to all of my exes
No wonder their boyfriends fear me
She can do what she wanna long as she don't do it near me
I hope that y'all can feel me, my shorty a Taurus
Lord willing, in the right direction where I'm steering
When grand dad was sick and ready to give the fuck up
All I thought to do was pick a double cup up
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BEDROOM
(Verse1)
They always love me, then they hate me, then they love me again
I hardly hear from chicks until they wanna fuck me again its weird
I thought monogamy would gimme less to stress about
Now I in reply to pops when they wanna text it out
Sitting at the edge of my bed bumping the zone
By weeknd and drake, taking a cup of lean to the face
When my baby walkin in in her t-shirt and panties
Wit a blunt lit that she hit then she passed me
I had a dream about shorty
I'm tripping for the thought, despite how long I been rolling wit her
I flew her to my city she faced a blunt wit
And we ended up fuckin right in front of my mirror
They say people only come season nah
Everyone who ever met had a reason I just know
It don't take long for me to know all about her
Who knows, one day you might her another song about her
(Hook)
Shawty, you're curious
It get serious
Say you're curious, oh no(2x)
(Verse2)
In bedroom, using her body as a canvas
Kissing and moaning, rolling over my mattress
Stripping her down to her panties and bra
With my teeth damn near tryna tear them shits off
Kissing each other all over, started of slowly
But in more ways than one I left a mark on shorty
Made her face my mirror, put this dick in her world
One hand on her waist the other fist full of curls
She prolly think I love her the way I did that shit
Kissin that pussy like I miss that shit
Got her prancing around in my fitted and white T
Before waking up to see its only in my dreams
Damn it, got me caught like that
It's been a minute since a nigga had thoughts like that
But in my sleep I be talkin ... That night it was been all about her
Fuck it, i'll just another song about her
Bridge
Rose peddles in my bed ... And a thorn in my heart (4x)
La Petite Mort
(Verse)
Whoa ... how the fuck i end up in this place
With these thoughts of you in my head? Probably, how we ended up in this bed
With not a stitch of clothes, trying to remember what i said
Probably, getting stoned. Ain't hard to envision what I did
When i hit the door, clouds was getting in my ribs
and that fit you wore, shit was giving me ideas like
Yo ... red lipstick all on yo mouth
and I seen you rocking that lace when you sat yo sexy ass on that couch. So, girl lets
Go, I ain't trying to complicate things with relationships, have patience its
Relations then, maybe we can change the script if you just wait a bit but girl just
Know ... all these broken hearts ain't new
When you called, I cam straight through, just for another rendezvous
We on the top floor, this ain't they view, I got me a sprite and I dropped in a deuce
Ten toes down to leave you ten toes up, when i'm deep in your love, but in all it ain't true, be you
Yeah, girl, just be you
Not like me, not thinking things through, but I got some good lean in my brew
She said, make enough so she can try a little, since day one I been riding with you
Used to make love, shit, even if we just fucking, in a way we still die a little (shhhh)
Now you quiet, huh?
Another cup of the good stuff, try it love
King Louis and kush blunt, wired up
From laughing to screaming, I'm a riot, huh? Just trying to
Show ... you ain't have to take it that far
Used to say, when you lie, make it sound good. Now, I ain't trying to here it all, oh yeah.
(Chorus)
You used to say it was nobody elses
Now, it seems like its nobody elses
To keep it one hundred with you, girl, you probably selfish
All that pride is helpless, you don't need nobody else
And don't ... act like its the same without me
And don't act like he make you scream my name like I did
Baby, its whatever
Funny how we lie, only love me when I'm in between thighs
(Outro)
Got my glass full of Texas, now I'm getting slow
Two cups for my pain, if you didn't know
Just, trying to stay young got me feeling old
And just to shake it off, i be getting blowed
Shit changed, these days, now we don't get along
It's set in stone, I need to leave that bitch alone
Two cups for my pain if you didn't know
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Wet(Interlude)
02:48
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(Hook)
Girl I wanna meet your inner freak(inner freak 3x)
Girl I wanna meet your inner freak(inner freak 3x)
I know you feelin something, you ain't call me here for nothing,
Lets just stop wasting each other's time
Girl I wanna meet your inner freak
I can tell from how you walked in this mufucka, So take it off in this mufucka
(Verse1 sung)
I'm just tryna make you comfortable(comfortable)
Enough to spend the night with me
Girl, let's just get comfortable(comfortable)
Laying down in these sheets, you know what we here to do
(Bridge)
Ima have you wet, let me soak it out
Make your body rain, have it pooling down
Now that we're alone, you don't know what to do
but I do baby
(Verse 2)
Enough speakin, time for pleasin
Any nervous feeling should be leavin, cause now I'm seein
A shape that makes me wanna say Jesus
That's the body of Christ and I'm believin me and
It, need to get closer
I'ma take you there like a chauffeur
Now that we're alone, I can't leave without something to show for
I'm just trying to get to know your ... inner freak
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(Verse 1)
Do you love me still? Did the feeling fade? Sucks for real to have to feel this pain.
Should we chill or try to heal this thang? Keep it real, is still the same
Or have we lost us? ... Wish this didn't have to be real
Cause I'm tossed up ... and this time its the real thang
... fuck ... Never thought it be like this
Never thought I'd be the reason why I'm not with the one I want a life with I mean
I expected to deal with the triffe shit ... but
It's getting worse knowing you are the one that I found my wife in
And love is what you make it ... but lately something changed it
It left your feelings tainted ... and I'm just tryna save it
And if its really over ... then my heart is what you taking
This love to you is gain-less ... The wings of dirty angels
Yeah, that's Trey b ... somehow, something changed me
I'm just tryna break free ... these pills and liquor can't heal a nigga
They weak... And I would known that trying those
Just ain't me, unless I ain't the same me ...
(Hook)
Do you know how it must feel
To love and hide your pain ...
By mistake
I will show you how to feel again
Take away from me
I'll save you ... I'll save you
(Verse 2)
Rainy nights, lightning blows, crazy fights thinking I should go
Can you blame me, right? I mean, I should know she the crazy type. It excites me more
So I stay the night ... cause there's no telling where her mind would go
So I stay and fight ... cause I already know where mine would go
Insane and might be the end of the us, so I'm the last to be giving up
Even when she throws her fits and cuss, I just grab a 5th, a cup
And I mix it up ... yeah I know we got our problems
I wont fix it up ... I'm just tryna solve em
So I always tell her stay true ... she just says I ain't you
I say these changes ain't cute ... she says that I just changed view
I say no, I know what changed you ... them tablets and straight blew
She yells out I hate you ... but that's just something I cant do
I wont say it if it pains you ... or say it if it ain't true
I'm just tryna save you ... they can't heal us, them painkillers
Ain't true ... and you would know that doing this
Just ain't you ... unless you ain't the same you
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Illmind Feat. Cadeem
04:13
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6. |
Old Santiago
04:49
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(Hook)
I be riding through the city with my top back
And my windows rolled down sense mufuckas
say they lookin for the old me ...
Sense they looking for the old me. Well
I be riding with my pistol in my lap and a bad bitch
Blowing up my phone, I ain't reply
But she say what happened to the old me
They say they miss the old me, but I ain't go nowhere
(Bridge)
(Verse1)
How I feel about these rap niggas, FUCK EM ALL
Drake rap bout these bitches I just fuck EM all
Who can stop me, none at all, I'm well season
Plus I fuck autumn till the spring break, so of course summer fall
Wit a bunch of people that influence me to evil
If you can see through the eyes of a monster you would believe to
They spread the DNA of lames, wake up
I'm tryna fix the face of Mother Earth with my genetic make up
FUCK THE WORLD leaves the lips of ever dope Boi and can squeezer
But what y'all can't see is
The original name of this place in the equation
So it makes to say when you whip in the pan, g I
Guess we got the right to nigga I'm too nice
Nothing you write true so I don't like you niggas
They tossing fallacy to the masses to prance around in mansion
You bastards the truth is raw so I hate you all with a passion
but aside from that, I ain't tryna rap
Tryna rekindle my old flames cause I ain't find a match
Tryna relax so the credits ignored
My sentiments more jaded after dealing wit broads
Ice in my veins and my heart temperature frost
Had a passion for birds but now a nigga just sore
Think I'm crazy cause my train of thought different than yours
So unafraid of tomorrow, you think I lived it before
(Bridge)
I ain't never change, been this way for years
Never did and I still wont, now
I'ma Ride bout min, then, now, or later
Just Remember when it all goes down ... I be riding
(Verse2)
Welcome to the party, my punch bowl spiked
With at least a pint of actives, every room got mattresses
I only invited my niggas, like 2 dozen actresses
And dudes that claim they knew me from school givin me dap and shit
Me and shorty makin bets on who gone bag the badder bitch and I'm like
I ain't even try to, I won when I invited you
I be tripping in this empty room full of smoke
And bottles, my life's an street drama full plot wholes
Sometimes I just be talking to these 4 walls, since my adolescence
I had an obsession with the dark confession
Wit he heart, I get easily confused
By a curvy physic, questioning her motives
from the way that she throw it, she surely a freak
Observing her sleek body movin, have mercy on me
For being so easily tempted
If I have a weakness in life it's beautiful women lord
I'm in love with bad a yellow mami
And I ain't ashamed to say it, to the world I proclaim it
Damn near every platonic female friend I had is shakin
The spot, plus my ex fiancé is somewhere hatin
But I still wear a toaster with soldiers all in my section
Mixing this purple potion and toast to all of my exes
No wonder their boyfriends fear me
She can do what she wanna long as she don't do it near me
I hope that y'all can feel me, my shorty a Taurus
Lord willing, in the right direction where I'm steering
When grand dad was sick and ready to give the fuck up
All I thought to do was pick a double cup up
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City of GOD:
What nigga know bout being up all night and the sun beating you home
Bitches you used to used to se and up you used to freak they still beepin ya phone
Or yo day one niggas the switch up, yo brothers you used to be
Now you see you on the come up And start hating on the ones that you eat wit or how bout
Them groupies that usually wouldn't be caught wit that be stalking
That on that On a night of boredom you finally end up callin
"Shawty you should fall through to eat the dick" you pass out
And they start posting selfies in yo sheets and shit I'd seen the shit
Boy I live for this, ima lyricist, I ain't just a nigga that act hard
Gotta booshi bitch that only fuck niggas wit swimming pools in they backyard
I'm just saying duke, this the tale(tail) I was born wit
My goal hair is to stretch her out, if you ain't get what apartment just follow what the super say and do
An 8 of lean, two bottles and a model shawty to freak
Bout 2 blickers the dealer tossed in the carbon for free
I'll never be the nigga copping a plea
My young bull is the city and you talkin to the heart of the streets we #GrindHard
(Hook)
Still hustling, still struggling, still gettin by
Still grinding, still climbing, still living like
Tomorrow ain't promised cause it ain't nigga
You niggas and ours ain't made the same nigga
We from the (city of gods) moved to the (city of dreams)
Oak Cliff EST.:
(Verse 1)
My city, my city... It ain't pretty but it's home though
Same niggas plotting on you call you brother but my brother told me walk alone though
I ain't to good at sharing my thoughts so I gotta put my world in the songs so
The world can feel it, I don't reserve my business ya girl can get it, her number in my phone and I'm so close, she be like
(Hook)
The streets be callin a nigga ... They be callin a nigga
And these freaks still callin a nigga ... Shorty still callin a nigga
I swear god callin a nigga ... I can hear EM callin a nigga
But my city still callin a nigga ... The city callin a nigga
(Verse 2)
My city, my city... It ain't friendly but it's home tho
Where you smash a diva md she the wrong one, her ass'll bleed you so you better keep the chrome close
The pretty girls triller than niggas, can still dicker if you let her face the whole zone
Bring a friend or its a no go, pour the whole 4 in the sprite when they ask why the stroke so strong I be like
(Verse3)
In my city, we make deals with god like, where it stop at?
How many these niggas we gotta send up to get Pac back?
You see the DOT and we clappin
Pull ya card since I run the game but, I know I reached for that one
They told me everything gets old, I was laughin
When the day comes I'm past my prime, I'm tryna lap it
I'm sharp as a ginsu, they won't get scratch off
Against who? Ain't cut like that, he say it again, sue
I thank The Lord for star 67
Theres nigga sick of ever bad chick south of heaven
Believe me, hoes say thy love me and leave
My job ain't music it's making the lifestyle like easy
And I'd rather be with you, but sense you not around
Ima call somebody up and see if they be down
Don't blame me, it's the city I was bound
I'd give a fuck if there were any to be found my nigga I be like
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Codeine & HER:
There's not too many that relate to the life that I claim
The nights that I laid awake, the pipes that got sprayed
Lives that got taken from my brothers, heard of what's above us but
I can actually count how many times that I prayed
The block boys I run wit and pies that got slanged
Take a look in my eyes and my pain
I'm an addict but I have no dependences, still can't hide from it
Cause I actually got high from this ice in my veins
I hate rap cause to many niggas lie in this game
Trying for fame but because of the pride in me
I only feel comfortable enough to ever cry in the rain
So I can use the tears of God for hiding my stains
Praised for my lyricism and the mind that I trained
But the only peace I ever knew I have to find in a drank
A blunt or some other sedative, hoping it's setting in
My ancient relatives where all probably kangs
But know two rulers, god and measured success
Tho my meanings different, I define it the same
The hunger pains that would leave just to come again
Made me more capitalistic, that's why I probably changed
Tryna make my momma proud of me mane
Get closer to my biological father and the one who provides for me mane
tryna to better in any possible way
They ask me what's wrong, I tell em it's possibly Trey
Smiling at the infinity me and pop put my momma in
Another year or so I'm try to cop a Benz
It's not pretend, paranoid about driving the drop I'm in
Not even beefin still thinking they might get the drop again
Refocusing my hustle, I don't get a lot of friends
That ain't women and thats due to the proper ends
And the nonchalant manner that I started to talk to them
And that quality stroke so I know I can pop again
Getting cut up, plus I'm icy, they see that I'm about the gyms(gems)
Shootin the breeze bout my time in the game cause I'm bout the wins(when's/winds)
Riding round In a deville just thinking about the sins
I committed, almost be wetted(wedded), now I vow to end
I shoulda quit it(acquitted) but now I'm getting up outta this
Too lose wit the jabs on me thats why the counter fit
All I got are me and my choices, the clique that I claim
And I promise you'll remember my name ... Or maybe not
All I know is I go the hardest for the those I care for
Be it blood or not I still see em as my brothers
I used to say either love me or leave me alone
Now I know doing was is the same as the other
And they still asking for the old Trey
I ain't changed I matured, can't you see this is an old trey
From plucking ashes of my old tres
To listening to old songs about my old baes with my new shorty
Drinking thinking about the old days
Cause I've done everything but live a slow pace
In the face lane swerving wit no brakes
Sometimes I feel funny talking to God cause I seems like I have no faith
I'm tryna to make a wife of my woman but
It feels like giving her the world isn't good enough
Tryna smoke away the stress of my life but
I always end up with some left behind in this white cup
Nah, son. I just need one more shot.
I'm a product of the bottom and proud of it
Problem is politics prolly sit and say I'm a pile a shit
For takin my life story and rhymin it, never counterfeit
The opposite of the pompous obnoxious shit younger rhymers spit
The statement saying the youth ain't killers is what I contradict
Every time I grab my pen and get to jotting shit
I'll black out on a song for so long
They have to bring me back to consciousness just to tell me that they got it mixed
The cliff tho, a mix of skid row and the Gaza Strip
A land of shattered glass, empty bottles and broken promises
They'll empty lamas in your ride and then let you rot in it
So many ways to lose your life, you'll wish you never got the shit
But every burden is a lesson I'm trying not to miss
How can I forget I was meant to never prosper when
I look at my armor and all the kinks I got in it
As a king with no crown tryna prove I'm not lying when
I say the shit different from niggas fishing for complements
I don't need a consign for my confidence
But all the bullshit lately I could get lost in it, the drama's a constant when
It's obvious your the one they want not to win
I'll die as a martyr for trying to live as a lobbyist
Prolly get shot died in an Omni hotel lobby and
Wake up to a crib full of people and a cup in my hand
Nobody understands
Deserve:
(Verse 1)
I been fucking you, for way too long and shorty
Now I think I'm done with you. There was a point in time
When i couldn't get enough of you but, now that's over girl
And I deserve a substitute ... Ugh
You put it all on me
But I was there, baby, you just had to call on me
Is this what i deserve? Is this all i was worth, girl?
Tell me was that wrong of me.
(Verse 2)
I was loving you, with everything I had
But i guess that ain't enough for you. Somehow, along the way
I let you get too comfortable. We was in it together
But now we've come into, girl, what are we coming to?
You can't put it all on me
Like i wasn't playing my part girl I tried to give you all of me
And I'm still torn
And just to get it off of me
(Chorus)
I gotta play some PARTY every time I roll up
To get out of my feelings
Then I bump some Johnny
Then I start turning up
Then I play Kehlani and get a little higher
Then I get in my feelings
Then it's back to Weeknd
And i pour up two cups for my pain
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I mix my sadness with sedatives hoping the shit'll even out
Against all odds I think we even now, seeing how
The people change, a few of mine with me remain
To enjoy the sunny days, guess the others ain't wanna see me reign(rain)
... The purple getting me stuck
Arguing with this bopper that twerk as good as she fuck
I hate her but I love the way she look cause its so familiar
She remind me of mami that's on my mind
I talk to her all the time, for months I been tryna get her
If I really wanted her, I wouldn't see you in her
I'll cut her off, no comp between you and her
In my thoughts I'm fucking you, in these sheets doing her
Mixin these elixirs by the pitchers still seeing reflections
Of me and you every time I pass mirrors
Shorty got my heart, she don't notice and I'm shook to say it
Cause of all the ones from in the past and what they took away and
Now it's easier to say it all while this mic is on
This life is long, not short cause I don't know where I belong
All ya see hoes I fucked, clothes I wear, ice and cars
While I'm fighting a depression until the sprite is poured
Left the cold streets when I found love, sound so sweet
But where I'm from if you live to 25 you an OG well
If the pain of broken hearts could get you killed
Than I've died more times than I care to relive
I was young and stupid, my weakness was my naiveness
Talking with my demons cause no one else give a fuck
Seemed like the the only thing outside of my reach is
Someone that want give up on me, and learning how to give it up
I get called amazing, perfect, just something else
Try to give all of me, but they wish me was someone else
I take my heart and my time alone
And mix it with some lean in my Styrofoam, 2 cups for my pain
I'm beyond tired of reaching out
Drinking out the bottle, texting models
Feeling hollow, tweaking just thinkin trying to sort my demons out
Got all this love niggas yet they so quick to leave me out
Of everything then wanna wave when they see me out
Left alone by the folks I'd never be without
At this point in time it's either love me Or leave me now
Everything they call true is a hoax
I misconstrued who was around with the few who was close
I swear I see clearer in a room full of smoke it's dope
I'm mixing my syrup with fanta and sprite
One hand on the pipe just rappin my life
Blame my history for why lately I'm making women mad
They say they love me and a nigga laugh like fuck it
And flip a bird before I buy some bitches bags
With the cash then right it of as chicken scratch
Tryna go from these Passed due bills, to laughing
With spanish bitch bout how quick we just spent this last 2mill
Fuckin around discovered my sound was the voice I was born wit
Tried to change it multiple times, thought it was boring
In the yard birds clucking, hens and chickens was out
Cause chicken was out, just sticking me dick in a chick n was out
Y'all don't know the struggle of forcing ya pin to move
In an unnatural direction cause you woke up a different dude
Looking in the mirror and thinking this isn't you
Pretending to be something with stuff you intend to prove
To the word ... Not knowing you is the worst type of ignorance
And habit, niggas need to quit the shit... But dig the shit
I fuck up and admit the shit
But that's not as tough as to forgive the shit and live with it
I suppose, yall will advise me to drop to my knee
But I always regret like every time I propose
That's 4 rings that meant I woulda gave my soul to bitches
The coldest shit is half of em woulda sold them bitches
I get left hurt but it's all me as the player
Rolling bomb weed by the layer in Garcia and vega
They call me in a favors, want me in to save em
They walk free of a thank ya when it's on me as the savior
Me, I just wanna tall freak I can savor
And nap in a hamuk hanging on palm trees out in Vegas
I dont wanna hear sword ... Not a bar from you niggas
If you ain't ink, I ain't tryna talk to you niggas
The old me woulda spark at you nigga
Or the knife work, Indian, it's Tom or hawk to you nigga
Had me wasting my breath for two longs
When I really gotta say is fuck you all
Wrote this shit a month after K'sea dipped on me
Next time you see her, tell her play this shit homie king pen
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(Verse1)
I don't wanna lie to ya
I'm just tryna lie witcha
I mean I'm tryna lay witcha
I'm tryna stay with ya, girl I ain't gone play witcha
Like them dudes did
Left ya eyes puffy, thinkin I'm a bad boy, have faith or we'll lose big
Time, I'm tryna to show you I got better for ya
Shit ... I'm just tryna to be better for ya
Good sex, security, keepin a home
Do anything in this world accept leave you alone
Show my soul to you so you can see its real
Even still I gotta say it shawty
(Verse 2)
Truth is i don't know how im supposed to take this
Love hurt me so much I can't tell real from the fake shit
Cause it seems they never value me like I value them
In most of them I saw a future, they just found a friend
Sorry if I'm not become who you thought I would be
Don't blame it on the shoulda coulda would bes
That I chose to ask the question to
That's all on me for letting it get to me enough that now I have to question you
Truth is I'm starting to miss the old me
Cause he was ignorant to pain and could deal with being lonely
But then divas peeped on it, I was thinking life time bond
They thinking good dick and deep pockets
Truth is, the girl im after proves that I'm a stupid ass
Sprung for a shorty that won't take her abusive past
And let it go, willing to do all the things that he won't
But I ain't got the tools to fix the heart that he broke
Truth is, I ain't retired yet cause of the fam
They believe in me, must be something they see in me
That goes deeper than lyricism
So no matter what state of mind I'm in, I promise ima kill when I'm spitting wit EM
Truth is y'all who I do it for
Fuck being musical, I say this from the heart
Y'all inspire me, I feel the love and i do it for that
Can't say shit truer than that ... Trill nigga for real
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Get No Younger(Outro)
05:37
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(Verse 1)
She tell me she love everything I do ... That's a tad bit odd
Cause I ain't got her heart the way she let me fantasize
Then the ex that cut me worst slipped back in my life
I can't tell if it's sincere or she just back for the knife
How the fuck we end up here? It's unfair
They came and made the line between love and hate unclear
One can have my heart if she just come and ask
The other I love enough to not give another chance
Just to fuck up again, rather her stay the homie
She know its true cause I know her well as she know me
She know I got feelings for another & I ride wit her
Stupid me, tryna be content as a side nigga
And all these jumps wit my number stay buggin my phone
I'm to the point that I might let em come in my home
Just to see if I say her name while I'm jumping they bones
And prove there's worlds of distance even with something close
So here I sit, sober as hell with a bitch in my head
Rewinding in my mind all the shit that I said
The way I behave you prolly think I'm sick in the head
I been spilling my guts, I'd rather listen instead
So tell me, you got a nigga but still act like you want me
And you changed at the alter and still tryna fuck me
I had to pay attention to see nothing will come free
So let me ask, is this really the way you love me?
What if I told you that soulmate is an arbitrary phrase
And passionate love is probably a phase
An anomaly inside of me that fades
Is believing that who I'm seeing is needed beside of me and weighs
Heavy on my heart cause they deny me in these ways
It's fallacy but the drama inside of me that stays
Is forever, went from tryna be we'd her to wish I never met her
If she was a nigga, I woulda wet her but
... Eventually even that feeling dies
The empty is still inside where the memories still will thrive
I shoulda tried a lil harder, kissed a lil sweeter
Held you a lil longer, dug a lil deeper
I know, theres so much history between me and her
I held her so high, I really couldn't see me with her
That ideology is probably what washed me with her
Others came and went but me and them was not me and her
It's not about who ass phatter or look better naked
After meditating the way they left me alone
I just want a broad who knows me, fucking's just a bonus
And I've come to notice, i really don't need a soul
So, I'm still dealing with some issues within
Been through it since thinking that I'd never kiss you again
So tell me he long are we supposed to act like this?
We won't never get on track like this and we ain't getting no younger
Even tho I can't see you, you give me hope
No matter what they saying, just keep me close
You give me pride, you give me drive, you keep me going
You give me reason to smile even when things seem hopeless
So many times I though we would meet
Timing is everything so the time wasn't for me
You pick me up whenever the world's coming down on me
I persevere through it all, hoping you proud of me
I'm hard to understand, sometimes they see me as evil
But know I do it with you in mind whenever I see you
Prolly think I'm speaking to jesus, this isn't true
I just see so much of him in you, man, this is for my Son
Not the one in the sky, but the one in my eye
The one in my mind, the one for which I would die
If I failed at everything in life
I'm a success if I make sure that yours is better than mine
The soul of a poet ... the life of a martyr
Just pray to God ya momma is not as wild as ya father
I think of my brother in these days
Look down on me and help me raise ... my young king
I know you seen it, me and his potential mother beefin
Invested so much in each other, neither of us leavin
So it seems that this is what it's come to
So I leave ya(Aaliyah) with this, age ain't nothing but a number
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M.O.B. Trey Texarkana, Texas
I give people a piece of who I am through music. That's all. Hope you enjoy the sound of how I feel.
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