Lyrics

Most of these bitches be act, most of these bitch be cap, none of these bitches be living the life that they claim that they have, they just be living they life on the Gram, me? I just be putting in all that I can, all that I got, I call to God, hope that He heal me of all of my hurt and the problems I have,
ran up the bag, blow threw a rack put in the work and im making in back, I pop a perc, i sip the syrup, overdose i don't wanna be here I'm finna take a nap (dead)
All of my problems, all of my wrongs, wanna make my friends and family proud of me especially my mom,
I know I can't redo anything I have done so I try n move on, I move along, wandering off the path in the dark

Most of these bitches be act, most of these bitch be cap, none of these bitches be living the life that they claim that they have, they just be living they life on the Gram, me? I just be putting in all that I can, all that I got, I call to God, hope that He heal me of all of my hurt and the problems I have,
babygirl hold me, heal me, of all of the pain that I'm holding, my heart had froze up, I pour the codeine in my sprite this that dirty soda, choppa give him hell ringing, bells, Motorola, doctor I'm my patient ion got no patience, prescribe myself pills till I throw up, sipping lean get to shaking, I'm a pour up