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(album: MAD - 2023)


Yeah yeah yeah
It was supposed to be us verse whoever
We can get whatever we stick together
You the first to ever say I was special
Always said stay dangerous, not careful
Wish I would have been with him October 2nd
Same year that my mamma went back to heaven
How do death mean someone they call the devil
It's a curse and a blessing my poppa left me
Where I'm missed it's a message in my direction
Busy be long weapons in brodie kitch
Self sipping the only way that I get rested
I don't remember seeing none of y'all bending
On a mandate fast I spend it
Back alley off opp street sitting
I was in desperate need of a healer
Same time mamma crying getting sicker
Please forgive me for times I was tripping
Since a young nigga when I'm not jugging
Shit I always say I had a temper
But them voices convinced me so I listen
Yeah

Who am I to say different
Who am I to not remember
Before the cash and bad bitches
And the fake niggas and ass kissers
It was us yeah
With no one to trust no one to love
It was us with no one to trust no one to love
Yeah
Man it's still us

Please don't tell on me I gotta knife
Back-stabbed never healed right
He had a trench I run away I fight
Died on his face on a chill night
Colder than ice lower his eyes
Holding him tight kissing him goodbye
I know emotions limit past the guys
After all that it took to survive
Ask him what happened and he tell a lie
What you tryna hide or is it the truth
Torture in the skies
I need a black to boost my high
At this very moment in time
I can't let it go let it slide
So I done tried
Hiding a fake story through a cry

Who am I to say different
Who am I to not remember
Before the cash and bad bitches
And the fake niggas and ass kissers
It was us yeah
With no one to trust no one to love
It was us with no one to trust no one to love
Yeah
Man it's still us

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