Missing The Old Me

You niggas dont know me Dont call me your brodie I could only show love To the fam and dam homies If i gave u my trust and My heart them u owe me I had went through Rain and storm By my doley Streets changed my Life I be missing the old me You gone stick by My side is tf You had told me I dont care about Much cuz my daughter My trophy Abusing these drugs Pray ro god I dont od I dont kno How to feel I dont got no More feelings Im so stuck Inna trenches Just think about killing They gone judge How i move but dont Care how im living straight from The bottom breaking Right through the ceiling All this pain Tht i got they Dont know what I deal wit If a nigga test Me then we gone Leave his wig split They try to Be down when a Young nigga get litt Im not here the fame Im just tryna get Big rich Being broke Inna trenches U want more then u got Life start turning After ice had Got shot All that pain As a child Its gone stay Till i rot Tht shit keep Me on point When i swerve Inna drop Keep clutching My 9 My hand stuck To the glock Cuz they see Me go up And they stay Tryna plot Only trust in My gun its protecting My spot Imma always stay me cant be someone Im not Seee the fake in They eyes when they Telling me lies Them niggas not down When they say they Gone ride Pump faking they Moves when its Time they gone hide I be ready to Slide wit this anger Inside Imma die for For respect what They fail to realize Reminiscing the bodies We seen Hommicides Its hard having Money when u been Traumatized Never fold on my Brothers im always Gone slide You niggas dont know me Dont call me your brodie I could only show love To the fam and dam homies If i gave u my trust and My heart them u owe me I had went through Rain and storm By my doley Streets changed my Life I be missing the old me You gone stick by My side is tf You had told me I dont care about Much cuz my daughter My trophy Abusing these drugs Pray ro god I dont od I dont kno How to feel I dont got no More feelings Im so stuck Inna trenches Just think About killing They gone judge How i move but dont Care how im living Straight from The bottom breaking Right through the ceiling All this pain Tht i got they Dont know what I deal wit If a nigga test Me then we gone Leave his wig split They try to Be down when a Young nigga get litt Im not here the fame Im just tryna get Big rich Being broke Felt the worst Im forgiving The past I was down On my ass When im up I dont brag I had holes In my clothes Now i stay Poppin taggs Moving up To the top They try puttin Me last We dont stop We on go Give af boutta light Niggas filled wit the hate N try taking My Life Any chance tht I get bitch im Rolling tht dice Streets got me Cold like a pack Full of ice Live a fast Life pray to God i dont crash They gone show How they feel when u Start getting cash Ever did me too Wrong now u Stuck inna past No point to Show love Because shit Never last Gotta family of mine I got people to feed No waisting my time Riya pending on me Im not look for smoke But not asking for peace If my opps try To slide leave em Dead onna street We always stay Focused so dont Try to creep I been feelin Anemic so i stay Wit my heat Let it known I need saving When those Times had got hard They ignored Every word They didnt Want to respond I was fighting the Pain but tht Shit left me scarred I was standing 10 toes when they all Felt apart Now im worried Bout mine no One getting involved See my daughter Through FaceTime That shit feeling odd You niggas dont know me Dont call me your brodie I could only show love To the fam and dam homies If i gave u my trust and My heart them u owe me I had went through Rain and storm By my doley Streets changed my Life I be missing the old me You gone stick by My side is tf You had told me I dont care about Much cuz my daughter My trophy Abusing these drugs Pray ro god I dont od I dont kno How to feel I dont got no More feelings Im so stuck Inna trenches Just think about killing They gone judge How i move but dont Care how im living straight from The bottom breaking Right through the ceiling All this pain Tht i got they Dont know what I deal wit If a nigga test Me then we gone Leave his wig split They try to Be down when a Young nigga get litt Im not here the fame Im just tryna get Big rich