Journals
Lyrics
Im my mama favorite son
Everybody favorite one
Nana want me off them drugs
She want me to pray a bunch
My father told me that he love me
He don't really say it much
And my gang so fucking solid
We ain't ever changing up
Imma die without this money fuck it i aint saving nothing
Need that money coming to me daily i ain't chasing nothing
If they put me on that stand i promise i aint saying nothing
They gone treat me like a hero promise i ain't saving nothing
I had some people in my life i thought that i could trust
All i wanted was a bag i had to run it up
They said that i was switching up i never really did
He said he had some hitters on me go head send them in
Would i be wrong if i had went and got all my revenge
I stopped taking medication i was running out
All the voices in my head i just be smoking loud
All the things that they would say i really wrote it down
I got journals in my room i never opened up
I had stuff i couldn't keep i really tore it up
All the shit that we went through it really tore me up
I stopped thinking about that shit im really growing up
You waited till i got ahead and started showing up
When i saw you on the gram you was showing out
I think about you when i can i hope you know it now
I think I understood it better when you broke it down
Im my mama favorite son
Everybody favorite one
Nana want me off them drugs
She want me to pray a bunch
My father told me that he love me
He don't really say it much
And my gang so fucking solid
We ain't ever changing up
He said that he was finna kill me i ain't dead yet
Man i don't fear nobody i ain't scared yet
Man i dont wanna talk send the bread yeah
Catch him at the drive thru and hit his headset
Writer(s): Amir Benjamin
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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