Lyrics
I'm Better off on my own
To the neck fuck yo vlone
Rest In Peace My brothers
God told me I gotta be strong
Devil on my shoulders free my brother
Boutta be home
I'm Better off on my own
to the neck fuck yo vlone
Rest In Peace My brothers
God told me I gotta be strong
Devil on my shoulders free my brother
Boutta be home
Summers gettin colder keep it tucked under the p coat
Shopping up in food max for that ramen n that pico
Baby said she lost so I found her like she Nemo
Love her in that all black fuck no I ain't emo
Baby is a cancer so I hit her w that chemo
I sell gas I po drank
I get the bag I'm top rank
Why they mad I love the hate
I'm the realist there's no debate
I sell gas I po drank
I get the bag I'm top rank
Why they mad I love the hate
I'm the realist there's no debate
This no De ja vu bitch I'm physic
Baby Let yo feelings out don't you fight it
Niggas say they lookin for me you know where to find me
Got these niggas mad I get these checks like I'm Nike
Told baby ima one of kind ain't none like me
Niggas roll w choppas and nines talk to us nicely
No I'm not a killa if you push me than I might be
Fucked her in my off whites feelin like a hypebeast
Sinning everyday I pray to god that I can find peace
First lick 10 ball now them niggas trynna line me
Let my brother phee out and let's see if they wanna try me
Live by the torch die by the fire that's how this life is
I sell gas I po drank
I get the bag I'm top rank
Why they mad I love the hate
I'm the realist there's no debate
I sell gas I po drank
I get the bag I'm top rank
Why they mad I love the hate
I'm the realist there's no debate
Some stocky in the choppy name a nigga that can stop me
One off top ahki no mozzy I'm sleep walkin
I be to the neck but I be movin like an army
When I'm dead I can rest why these fuck niggas trynna harm me
Seen my brother take his last breath wish I could take it for him
Pray the lord give me a fast death tell my family good mourning
Ima a man mistakes I'll learn before I run
I gave him food on my plate how he gon feed me the crumbs
See I'm a man of mistakes I'll learn before I run
I gave him food on my plate how he gon feed me the crumbs
I sell gas I po drank
I get the bag I'm top rank
Why they mad I love the hate
I'm the realist there's no debate
I sell gas I po drank
I get the bag I'm top rank
Why they mad I love the hate
I'm the realist there's no debate
Better off on my own to the neck fuck yo vlone
Rest In Peace My brothers
God told me I gotta be strong
Devil on my shoulders free my brother
Boutta be home
David Siale
O/B/O DistroKid