They devil knoccin on my door I think it's opposition
They wanna get my body missing 30 round extension
So many thoughts run thru my mine when I get reminiscing
I think I need a tissue
Sometimes I sit inside my room and then I cry sometimes
I blocc out all of those emotions make me die inside
He lost his life inside the streets couldn't put his pride aside
I put my feelings on these beats I put my life inside
How many L's I gotta take until I finally win
They trynna break a nigga down I never fold never bend
I count my days and then I pray I wash away all my sins
I make a way then stay away until it finally end
Remember them niggas outside my door they said they had extensions
They talking bout they'll get me gone and get my body missing
Sometimes I sit inside my room and I start reminiscing
I think I need a tissue, I think I need a tissue
I see them pictures and videos and I start to miss you
I can't believe you died a lone it's fuccin up my mental
I tried to make so many songs but It was hard to get thru
I go thru messages on my phone I need to grab a tissue
And how you die inside the streets you ain't even a street nigga
Got me crying on these beats, Got me ready to squeeze triggers
How the fucc I die alone, Why the fucc do I need niggas?
Why the hell do I need bitches, I only need more pistols
Sometimes I sit inside my room and then I cry sometimes
I blocc out all of those emotions make me die inside
He lost his life inside the streets couldn't put his pride aside
I put my feelings on these beats I put my life inside
How many L's I gotta take until I finally win
They trynna break a nigga down I never fold never bend
I count my days and then I pray I wash away all my sins
I make a way then stay away until it finally end
I know the devil want my soul he want the best of me
He keep on mixing up my bowl, he want the recipe
I got a feeling that these bitches of be the death of me
Or opposition get my drop and get the rest of me
So why you lying on my brothers, Why you testing me?
We keep a Zz in this choppa make you Rest In Peace
My niggas stucc inside the streets I guess the streets stucc with me
I went Beyonce with the bag imma child of destiny
These niggas gotta rest in peace, they can not get the best of me
I had to baby my draco I had to rocc em to sleep
I know the lord blessing me, Told him my soul he can keep
I locc myself in my room because I'm betting on me
Sometimes I sit inside my room and then I cry sometimes
I blocc out all of those emotions make me die inside
He lost his life inside the streets couldn't put his pride aside
I put my feelings on these beats I put my life inside
How many L's I gotta take until I finally win
They trynna break a nigga down I never fold never bend
I count my days and then I pray I wash away all my sins
I make a way then stay away until it finally end
They devil knoccin on my door I think it's opposition
They wanna get my body missing 30 round extension
So many thoughts run thru my mine when I get reminiscing
I think I need a tissue, I think I need a tissue
Because I really miss you, Feel like my heart is misused
Feel like my heart it miss u, Yea Yea Yea
Long Live SO, Long Live JuJu
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