Gotta Work

Eh mmm Look (AY P) Ai yo You know this music's gotta work Cuz I ain't coping man I'm hurt Conversating with my bro "like this ain't ever gonna work" Conversations with my Lord so we were never skipping Church I'm feeling empty Broken tryna find my self worth damn Still lost friends I guess I tightened my circle This type of rain isn't purple And how they screaming oh my God like what happened to Virgil? Cuz I know I'd feel a way if I hurt you And yeah I knew I always had ** when I was feeling empty My friends are showing hatred and envy I'm hearing that they planned to cut me off Easy way to offend me Always asking me for favours I was giving them plenty Damn Brothers really think it's funny I ain't got nothing to say they're doing nothing for me I was really trapped inside my label writing 'Does She Love Me?' Suicide's a flirt I was really in the dirt Why you laughing what the... is funny I'm still broken a life you would've been chosen Successful at the start now it's a still motion Man I worked so hard so I could tell you 'bout my Devotion But I ain't this open shh Things don't change cuz new friends still hate My old friends Thinking 'bout the past is making no sense Them brothers making no bread Shots are going rozed I had love for all my dargs But now I loathe them I'm like Peter Piper stole a pickle Just so he could make a band Crying cuz it made me brittle Never got a second chance Yes I had a second thought Never had a second glance Snaked by my Brodie I would feed him till he's bloated fam Saying I'm an outcast I guess that I'm an actor If they ever had a BAFTA it would always be Me they cast I'm like a vet I've got a scar but I don't know about no battle pass Seen a load of phythons so I always gotta cut my grass Dancing with a metal in my dirty heart Damn And that's the way it's gonna be I had crosses with bosses but my cross is calvery Got Lord upon my side and there's a hundred doubting me (You know this music's gotta work but there's a hundred doubting me) (I've got the Lord up on my side but there's a hundred doubting me) Look I know I did bro wrong Conversation's could've been better Praying to my Lord I hope I sleep better Heard them brothers there were on me tryna jump me like a reseller I was on my own I would've seen pepper That would be the death of me Missed your shot like penalty Brodie had his hand up on his side he's tryna bury me Revoke him of his pride Didn't do it cuz of fright If you're taking on my killy then your killy's gonna (whaaat) I'm really broken This is not the life I would've chosen Cuz I learnt on my own I didn't know things I got snaked by my bro I let him eat until he's bloated He's just another bum-scum broke kid Changed them guys in my circle Never got an answer like a bird call I don't like to blame but it was her fault Damm I know that karma's gonna circle Conversations had me feeling green and purple You know this music's gotta work Cuz I ain't coping man I'm hurt Conversating with my bro "like this ain't ever gonna work" Conversations with my Lord so we were never skipping Church I'm feeling empty Broken tryna find my self worth