Die

Counting up dubs got me feelin jamaican
Been stressin so hard now my body b shakin
These bitches unstable the loyals be fakin
Not fuckin with men most em crackas b hatin
Dont tussle on turf cuz the block smell like bacon
I held my own drake as a child enabled by
Father conscripted to loss in his nature
And sodom i found as a teen when ive taken
I solo my flow like this life ive been raped in
Yet kick it i do while my bones keep on aching
She said i should quit emulating some fakeness
Yet truth that ive found in myself and my praying
Got bros who canucks puffin grass bumpin lakestant
And fam in the north showing friends my nеw tape and
Maybe desеrved an maybe i did-ain't-it
But love is the truth an thats all that im saying