Dead End

I don’t love you anymore
I don’t wanna lie
Can’t tell the truth
It’s over
I don’t love you anymore
Goodbye…
Always held it down like a real nigga
But shorty still looking for a real nigga
Still juggin' tryna pay my Momma bill nigga
Talking Gucci, Louis, motherfuck a Hilfiger
Got dreams, I got dreams imma live nigga
Remember playing Modern Warfare as a lil nigga
Now it’s real life the Government’ll kill niggas
I was really in the field
Move a lotta pills nigga
Used to give a fuck about a cop or a snitch nigga
Get it how I live if they even let me live nigga…
SHIT!
This is that shit that I’m going through
This is that shit that we going through
This is that shit that I’m going through
This is that shit that we going through
Going through, aye
Imagine if I wasn’t like a real nigga
I’d be fucking on your shorty, how it feel nigga?
Still finessing never finna share shit nigga
Talking Rari’s, talking Beamers, talking Benz’s
And I told you I would probably live my dream nigga
Remember when I dreamt of this shit all my nigga
Now it’s mine and I’m downing on all y’all bitches
I’m the Boss I should probably have offices
I was really in the field
Move a lotta bricks nigga
I don’t really give a fuck about a cop or a snitch nigga
Got it how I live if they even let me live nigga
SHIT! SHIT!
And this is that shit that I’m going through
Girl it’s that shit that we going through
This is that shit that I’m going through
Girl it’s that shit that we going through
This is that shit that I’m going through
Girl it’s the shit that we going through
Girl it’s the shit that we going through
Going through, aye