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I'll just keep it up Fresh out the belly of the beast, bloody sheets Into the heart of the city, yeah, I'm just without the key But it ain't really something I need I'm trailing for the green I ain't talking 'bout blazing, I'm talking 'bout that Dollar B I ain't digging school cause my grades are pretty dirty Everything's under A, Mom got me wearing dirt Tees But fuck it I will amount to something even if they think I'll be nothing I'll just show them what's up then in the future when I'm bumping to random people, which is the people that I stuck with That I fuck with The people that never left my back You must think I'm frontin' when I say that I trust them Fuck it I hate being too honest and that's a fact If I had one wish I would bring Van back But that's just another one of my fantasies Nigga please Nigga please N-nigga please Sometimes I look up to the ceiling for the answers All I need to know is that if I have all the right questions Man, why did he go so quick? Man, why did he vanish? Why did he leave and give me this much fucking damage? Letras de cancionesWhy the police killing so many fucking niggas with they hands up? Why the fuck am I even writing this mothafucking question? Have you ever witnessed death, you know how hard it is to let up? Ever wonder what it's like to be a constant fucking mess-up? You ever man up and they still tell you to fucking man up? You probably thinking this alotta shit to fucking handle It sucks knowing I ain't gon' ever manage their standards This is really a rough time in my life, no doubt about it But don't worry cause it ain't gone ever change the way I'm sounding All this water I'm drinking you should already know I'm drowning I'm from the north, but I flew down to the south, and I started that countdown to when they fuck with my sound, I'm bound From Letras Mania