The man with the plan, I ain't playing, I'm 'bout business Lil Kodak had to get it off the Land, talking Disney You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney Floating on a Xan, swear to God it got me dizzy Project baby, I remember eating

Don't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch

Peace sells, but who's buying? Peace sells, What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"? I talk to him everyday. What do you mean, "I don't support your system"? I go to court when I have to What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"? I got nothing

When I get drunk, and talk to God I wish that I could go to church but I'm too ashamed of me I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees And I hope he'll forgive the things you ain't forgot I say I'm sorry for all the things I'm not I mean

Yeah, goddamn, you think you cool, you think I'm not you think you tough Goddamn, you think you hard, you think I'm soft, you think you rough Goddamn, you talkin' shit, better close your lips, you need to hush Before the end of the night I'm gonna have

Jesus is my friend God is my friend Oh don't go and talk about my father He made this world for us to live in, and gave us everything And all he asks of us is we give each other love Don't go and talk about my father 'Cause God is my friend He loves us

Woke up feeling empty, I feel empty, yeah, I feel empty (Empty) Woke up feeling empty, I feel empty, yeah, I feel empty Feel empty, feel empty, yeah, I feel empty It's been 70 hours since I buried my brother Still ain't talked to my mother yet Been a

I need to freak Like please let me freak Lemme freak! (I don't give a damn what you playin right now This is me comin at you as a man right now, lemme freak) I'm talkin to ya (lemme freak goddamn it lemme freak, just lemme freak) Girl I smell that pussy

I've got to be that someone that you're with Oh god, I want to be that someone that you're with And I can talk about it all day long till I run out of breath But I still want to be that someone that you're with And I'm pacing by the phone 'Cause I hate

Oh, any other, any other way I cannot explain it The system only dreams in total darkness Why are you hiding from me? We’re in a different kind of thing now All night you’re talking to God We said we’d only die of lonely secrets And I cannot explain it