[Intro:]

Dear father god I just- I just need you to hear me

(Ayo is that That Mexican Ot?)

Ya understand me

Its hard yo- all of this is hard im saying like what's going on I just need you to listen to me, hold on-

(Y'know what it is Skellz on the beat-)

[Chorus:]

In a fight with depression, god giving me these lessons

Leaving me with all these questions, uh

Like what it is i gotta do-

Cause im not feeling none of these vibes

And im not feeling none of these guys

And I ain't trusting nothing that a shorty gotta say

I feel that she telling me lies

But my mind playing tricks on me

So I walk with that stick on me

You can get your big homie

I be steppin' by my lonely

Wet him up like its Catalina

Stretch him out like a ballerina

I be looking for money like "Have you seen her?"

God tell me something good- cause right now ain't nothing good-

I feel like im being misunderstood

[Verse 1:]

I just got an extension

"That's how you feeling?"

I said "Yeah i ain't trusting nobody livin"

If I feel like they draking they gotta get it

If they move in my way then i gotta split em

It was too many times

They told me too many lies

I won't let them stop my grind

My mama told me that im destined to shine

They playin' my music and pressin' rewind

Willing to give up on all my dreams

Begging and crying, I was on my knees

Don't need protection got a thang in my jeans

Me and God, i don't need me a team

Up it up and start wilding-

I'm shootin' just like i was scotty

Emotional, make me catch a body

"Don't push him" They know im about it

Spottem and Gottem I pop him and then I'mma rob him

[Bridge:]

Talking to god, asking for forgiveness-

Lately I've been sinnin'

Riding with my dogs, doing these missions-

With them windows tinted

Trynna dodge these laws cause I know they don't wanna see me winning

And forget OT- My name is Virgil

I'm done with this pretending

B-A-Y-C-I-T-Y

Yeah- you know that's where I'm from

B-A-Y-C-I-T-Y

Where we bang and slangin' guns

B-A-Y-C-I-T-Y

We don't do this stuff for fun

B-A-Y-C-I-T-Y

It's the place where they might throw us (?)

[Chorus:]

In a fight with depression, god giving me these lessons

Leaving me with all these questions, uh

Like what it is i gotta do-

Cause im not feeling none of these vibes

And im not feeling none of these guys

And I ain't trusting nothing that a shorty gotta say

I feel that she telling me lies

But my mind playing tricks on me

So I walk with that stick on me

You can get your big homie

I be steppin' by my lonely

Wet him up like its Catalina

Stretch him out like a ballerina

I be looking for money like "Have you seen her?"

God tell me something good

Cause right now ain't nothing good

I feel like im being misunderstood