Sorrow (feat. Cisko3000 & B Cannon)

Yo, got so much bullshit regret in my veins I'm not even eighteen, I'm too young for this shit Lamented my position at the bottom of the food chain Lemme tell you, mothafucka, it's a new day No more friends, cuz if you lose one, that's heartache No more blind love, that shit will tear you a new one You gotta keep it cool son Cuz you know heat rises like a beluga Gaspin' for air while you're passin' it by Starin' out the window from the passenger's side Crash in the mud, and you choke down a sigh Sacrificed brotherhood to hold onto pride Feelin' sorrow, feelin' sorrow, got me face down Miss my old dogs, miss my greyhounds We saw life through the lens of a playground Smoke pot by the swings, but the bass loud Feelin' weak in the knees, we were spacebound You played Shady songs, I played with fake rounds You had twenty bucks on your paypal I had a dime and desire to be made proud Seems like yesterday we celebrated through the weekend non-stop Our friend in common's birthday, we had many a shot We partied at my place, called 2 ubers to my spot We were on our way, feeling great like at the top Took a right up on the freeway, we were headed up the ramp Heard the screeching of a wheel, like on the brakes somebody slammed Turned my head over my shoulder, then I saw a swerving lamp Sound went like a thunder, hit them on the side Car came outta nowhere, and it hit my friend's ride Spun outta control, I saw a thousand pieces fly Friends and I got out the car, quickly ran toward the site I tried yanking on the door, but you were locked away inside Fallen to a slumber from which you I couldn't pry I pulled and I pulled with all my strength I had inside I pulled and I pulled 'til the firemen arrived But it didn't change a thing, I guess that was your time Reminiscing on my past just hurts me more Regret has struck me to the core, I'm just a burning torch Complacency in life is what I'm lurking for Still, I ain't satisfied with a perfect score Fear of taking action 'cause I know future me is looking back Should've scraped my shoes when I was at the welcome mat It's "shoulda, woulda, coulda" I'm tryna keep my head intact I'm ready for my future, I already got my things all packed It's always boo-hoo me, but I did this to myself I can't feel happiness without feeling guilt The competitions rising and I don't know if i can catch up Yet I muster all the strength to get up and chase a mill' Feelin' sorrow, feelin' sorrow, got me face down Miss my old dogs, miss my greyhounds We saw life through the lens of a playground Smoke pot by the swings, but the bass loud Feelin' weak in the knees, we were spacebound You played Shady songs, I played with fake rounds You had twenty bucks on your paypal I had a dime and desire to be made proud