Dismay

[Intro: Chucky]
When you wake you'll be in heaven

[Sample: 187 Family]
Get on the ground don't make a damn sound
Please don't make me have to unload my last round
Get on the ground don't make a damn sound
Please don't
Get on the ground don't make a damn sound
Please don't make me have to unload my last round
Get on the ground don't make a damn sound
Please get on the ground

[Verse: Timothy Bright]
Been down on the ground been down on my luck
These niggas get mad 'cause I don't give a fuck
I do and I say what I want do not censor me
I'm making shit that will hold up for centuriеs
Niggas telling me my music is flopping
But I am still grateful so thеre is no stopping
I do it for me and to put my friends on
And for your partner 'cause they like my songs
What if I'm wasting my time
What if my music isn't really sublime
I always lie and tell my friends I'm fine
I been depressed since before I was nine
Am I in old mentors heads
Stupid arguments fighting over bread
I was too straight forward with the things I said
If Quick didn't blow I would be dead nigga
Ask me how I'm doing and I'll tell you that I'm (Super!)
But I need me a hand like my name is Miranda
Crackers hit me up they treat me like my name is (Kunta)
They treat me like I'm stupid or I got a brain tumor
Talking my shit man I'm talking a lot
You niggas are faking you niggas are bots
Please don't ask questions I'm not taking shots
Oh yes I am 'cause you niggas are thots
You bitch ass boys never been through shit
It was me and my moms when I was a kid
Think before you speak and be an adult
Stop acting like you're in cult look
Cutting some niggas off bro that shit hurted
I had to cut them off because they were burdens
Them niggas high maintenance hop of my balls
I wonder if my niggas miss me at all
Afraid of my niggas leaving me for good
I left all my homies I wish that I could
Go back and just stay with them they ease the pain
If I'm with my niggas there's no need for fame