On My Mind (feat. Jay Gwuapo)

I don't think she could be my lover I put nobody else, above her We just keep holding back each other I made a way, for all my brothers I started seeing niggas colors I know they plotting, undercover He took a shot, ain't beat the buzzer I bet now, they won't never put me under Got my heart feeling froze, in the summer You got hurt, you 'gon find you another He got shot, he ain't make it to supper This city too cold, not to walk with a gun up All my niggas outside, till' the sun up When they winning with you, it be funner Spend a thousand, go make me another I swear I'ma make it, thats word to my mother Nigga I was trynna up it, and flock it, and throw In my thoughts, I been feeling alone Going through pain, but it's never 'gon show I was down at my lowest, this the way that shit goes Losing my peoples, what hurt me the most But I still 'gotta do it for bro Every time when he calling my phone He be like, I don't think I'ma ever come home This shit crazy, it's just how it is Before I tweak, I'ma roll up a blizz Told that bitch, I had nothing to give I done put in that work, so I'm not gonna miss Working hard, tryna follow my gift I don't talk, I just bottle up shit Shorty blocked, I ain't calling this bitch I done did what I said, so I'm knowing they drid (Uh) Nigga And it's steady too much on my mind Only feel like myself, when I'm high Every time when they ask Ima' tell them I'm fine But a nigga done thought about dying And they never thought that I would shine I was hurt, you ain't picture me crying All these niggas and bitches, be standing on lies And my bro, make it rain on whoever They 'gon talk, never grab an umbrella I told brodie that I got the meta Might think I'm a rat, how I'm chasing this cheddar That ain't me, 'cause on bro I could never How much money you got? I said hella You gon' make it, just keep it together I'm stuck in my ways, I just gotta do better Made a hundred, I need 7 figures In that jungle, with apes and gorillas Shoot from deep, like I'm Damian Lillard I made this shit happen, got labeled a killer 'Lotta niggas 'gon hate, when you up Crazy how they love you, when you down If you ain't doing 'nun for yourself Why the fuck you think they 'gon be around? I hope fake niggas, get exposed And my real niggas hold it down And my brodie rolling with a 'choppa He say it's up, we gotta' lay 'em down I was hungry, no money inside of my pockets Went to sleep while hearing sounds When a opp die we 'gotta smoke 'em He just another nigga in a pound Where my credit, they stealing my sound Niggas clown, they joking around I got money to make right now I'm on my grind, can't play right now Yeah we could fuck, we could fuck But you know, I couldn't stay right now Run up a hundred Spend that shit all on my brothers, 'cause you know it's nothing Back in the day, they tried to treat me like nothing Like, I know them niggas was bugging I hear that he say, she say What they 'gon do when that 'choppa start getting to bussin' (Getting to bussin') I don't think she could be my lover I put nobody else, above her We just keep holding back each other I made a way, for all my brothers I started seeing niggas colors I know they plotting, undercover He took a shot, ain't beat the buzzer I bet now they won't never put me under