B Style

[Verse]
Yeah
Lately I’ve been wondering
How I can keep my head up, how I can keep a smile
When I really know I’m fed up
Chasing after dreams, while I’m tryna get my cash up
Took so many L’s, make me wanna go and mask up
At times shit is good, in a flash shit get bad
Cause you got a bag mommy, that don’t make you bad
Every time I pop a perc, seem like it really ain’t that bad
Cause I hate how I react, every time they make me mad
Can’t focus on the past, was in love with my bitch
She was solid, but she hurt me
Couldn’t trust her ass for shit
Going crazy over shit, felt like she played me
I was holding her down
I was running from my bitches, they was running they mouth
You can’t live in my city with no gun in yo house
I can’t hang round lil homie, he was pointing them out
I be praying that I win, cause I know it’s people doubting me
We gone get it in, and I know it with no doubt in me
Life ain’t picture perfect, and I understand my lane
Rather work than see some different, and I know they want the same
I ain’t have no big homie
Things from life, I learned the game
I really came from nothing, I ain’t tripping on no chain
Some people say I changed, cause right now I got a name
But I’m working on myself, I be going through some thangs
Only God know where I’m going, I can’t switch up for no fame
Just because I ain’t around, don’t ever think that I’m a change
But everybody ain’t yo friend, even the fakest will befriend you
All they see is pain, they ain’t seen what I’ve been through
Give them all of me, I ain’t rich or pretend to
Let them niggas ball, baby we gone touch a mil soon
If they cool when they see you, competition, they against you
Women lie, men lie
That ain’t shit I’m in to
Women cry, men cry
That’s that shit I can prove
Cause when they see you won it, they respect the shit you been through

[Outro]
All they see is pain (all they see is pain)
They ain’t ain’t seen what I’ve been through (they ain’t seen what?)
All they see is pain
They ain’t seen what I’ve been through (they ain’t seen what I’ve been through)
Give them all to me, I ain’t rich or pretend to (I won’t pretend to)
Ball baby, we gone touch a mil soon (we gone get it in too)