No Caroline

I just like money getting stacks I want P Telephone for me I just let that shit ring You just keep running and you'll never catch me (Oh yeah) Would this bitch die for me, we could be easy Six fall for me, I'm living dreams No sign No sign of my My girl No Caroline Yeah I'm in And then I'm gone I'll get that Suttin knocking on the floor I gotta move soon, I ain't got nothing Got a life, gotta take it back star! Yeah you know me from back in those days Like I know There ain't nothing they can say to me Got nothing, like how you gonna Maybe (maybe) And you've got that same smile Likе you did before You miss that late night calling I just likе money getting stacks I want P (One time for my niggas on the red line) Telephone for me I just let that shit ring You just like money and you're gonna like me (Oh yeah) Would this bitch die for me? We could be easy Six fall for me I'm living dreams No sign No sign of my My girl No Caroline Feelings How you gonna breathe through She just want a nigga with change A nigga street enough to blow house money on chains But I grew up on Garrowby Way Years pouring with rain Too busy looking to God To see my world drowning in waves Now it's dark when I pray Swimming deeper for closure She like to divulge to her girls But they ain't real and that's something she already knows Tale of two cities Ain't no pity Karma got interest for you, check check Moving risky Hardly discreet I used to be holy Loved Priscilla Like my only, young hurt and full of dreams Tryna clean up Throwing dirty money at therapy Counting down from 10 Until I wake up in the cemetery Tales of the rest of the city It bleed Help me Wild wild west, moved to grove Tryna bury your past, first you have to bury your soul It ain't easy round here, when you're living with ghosts Some white people, black people, framing a mirror too close These times, friends were moving snakey I pressed Kacey for the truth I said tell me straight! Cause lies echo in this room Black boys with mental health He had his own demons too Bam had already just been sectioned That shit took him out of school We couldn't be friends Tryna survive Tryna mend Our pasts Tryna defend Who we thought we were Red lights Whilst reaching for the stars Escaped a couple suicides Then suicide Life became walking a line The long way home For young black boys Up north Where now? Who am I? Both my parents ill I was falling short and in denial A pain I couldn't feel Sometimes my reality feels like the casino Mother gave birth to my brother Through her chemo Helpless, watching life reload Now I'm rising to the surface Nah I need it Treat my brother like my own Cause his life gave me purpose Now if she knew me Could she love me When it's cold Her love go through me Like a knife And its cold