This the shit that have me in my feels

Why Jesus neva grab the wheel

I guess it's easier to grab the steel

Y'all rapping bout some shit we use to do for real

Ain't no fucking pump fake we use to shoot for real

These niggas aiming in the sky we had to shoot to kill

How you claiming that you ride and you ain't rode on niggas

How you never gave it to em like you owe those niggas

You gone pull up on they block and you gone show those niggas

The worst part about it you don't know those niggas

It's a shame

You can't see that we just killing our own

Niggas tryna play the man but they still in a zone

Thеy put in work then talk about the kill on the phonе

They out of touch

That explains why the feeling is gone

That's why I'm breaking down this weed and I'm filling this bong

Watch em die as I sit on this throne

You don't see nothing wrong

My best friend was even on that shit

You could of saved em

You don't know that shit

I had to save myself

Look at everything I gave myself

DIY

Bitch I made myself

You gotta take the good with the bad shit

We take everything cause we ain't had shit

All we want is bands and bad bitch

Damn that's some sad shit

You gotta take the good with the bad shit

We take everything cause we ain't had shit

All we want is bands and bad bitch

Damn that's some sad shit

The system failed my niggas

They kill us or they jail my niggas

The system failed my niggas

They kill us or they jail my niggas

The system failed my niggas

They kill us or they jail my niggas

The system failed my niggas

They kill us or they jail my niggas