V1 -

I put my life on the lines/ I ain’t hiding from nothing,
Yeah I told a few lies/ it’s seeming more like a dozen.
When you grow up the way I grew/ either blue or you wasn’t,
Didn’t matter affiliations/ or crews that you run with.
Saw a nigga get his shoes took/ the Nike was blooded,
They started landing couple good hooks/ the sides of his stomach.
He looking at me for a hand/ I grab my books and I’m running,
Just as fast a nigga can/ pulled a Harriet Tubman.
Now I’m looking for freedom/ but didn’t see him,
All I saw’s the fear in the eyes of a human being/ was crying like every evening.
I swear that I was going to Hell/ was trapped in a feeling,
That my mind was like a digital cell/ that captured the beating.
Twenty years later I’m still dreaming,
Except they like nightmares/ starring all of my youth demons.
I ain’t tell a soul till I wrote this/ so I’m hoping that the coldness,
Disappears long enough for me to repair my emotions.

Hook -

Y’all wanna know about me/ I’m a let you in,
I never talk about it/ never tell a friend.
A secrets all I got in this world of sin,
My secrets all I got in this world of sin.

V2 -

I thought my life was a blessing/ I had a wife and job,
Man I was calling the shots/ not talking drinks at a bar.
And everybody there loved me/ I guess I worked pretty hard,
Who knew they planning to fuck me/ right after Christmas my God.
Shit I just bought a house/ how am I telling my daughter?
Why all her stuff moving out/ took back the necklace I bought her.
All of sudden I’m drowning/ can t keep my head above water,
And I remember me thinking/ she better off with no father.
Depression/ set in/ in a millisecond/ feeling like Dre Lyon with a milli weapon,
Pointed at my temple/ like a pencil/ when you in detention.
Writing over lines as a punishment/ then the government,
Saying I owe them money/ my child support can’t come up with it.
Honeymoon was over/ we drifted apart,
Either I pushed her/ or there was nothing there from the start.
Sleeping on my brothers couch/ weeping/ I really lost,
While trying to figure out/ how people heal up a bleeding heart.
(I’m saying I really thought…)

Hook - x2

V3 -

Fast forward a year/ ya boy back on his feet,
Hoping a music career/ would be enough so I’d eat.
Random women I’m fucking/ you’d think the life pretty sweet,
But all I felt was the loneliness/ on my own when I sleep.
So next girl that I meet/ I treat her better than most,
She even got her own kid who called me dad cuz his ghost.
She seemed like rider/ to everybody I’d boast,
Had a hustler inside her/ so I kept her real close.
We started chopping OT/ where no one know me/ we flew in low key,
Gave her some packs/ told her come right back/ and bring my money.
I noticed that the dough was low/ and she was acting funny,
Disappear in the middle of the night/ just moving mucky.
I followed her into Trap/ she trying to under cut me,
I kicked the door/ she on that glass dick/ a bucket custy.
She begging me for my forgiveness/ said she change I must be,
Out of my brain/ to let her stay/ because she say she loved me/ fuck me.

Hook - 2x