[Intro: KorLeone]
Yeah
[Verse 1: KorLeone]
Think I found myself when I was eleven
Having problems tryna talk wit the reverend
Talking to me is like talking to nothing
Talking to god like it gotta be something
With the ZEBRA scale I weigh out my options
Ion surround myself around the nonsense
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Even though my family roll like some mobsters
Ask why I'm always rapping so conscious
Cause I gotta lot a shit on my conscious
I can hear it but I can't tell nobody
I can feel it but I can't tell nobody
Sipping Henny, it turn me to a monster
I just [?] your call I don't even bother
If my phone ring I'm changing my number
Hate talking to ya, you make me nauseous
Tell me where the fuck we lost it
Deep depression on my off days
Again and again
I tell myself I wouldn't dream, but I get lost in the sauce yeah
Think its really better off then
Besides all your friends are so thick
They would always try to gas you up
Like I wasn't here, man you know this
[Verse 2: KorLeone]
Reflecting back on my old days
When I would trap out the hallways (Yeah)
You was wit me in the slums
Even showed you all the guns
Even showed you all my stash
How could you forget about that
You can't forget what we did
You can't forget how we lived
Even found some new women and they made some room for me
Think its better like this
Fuck all the wedding and gifts
Shit is overrated
I been underrated
I been contemplating
I been tryna fix it
But its complicated
Now im out here spending all the time we wasted
Some nights I get faded for you
On different occasions for you
Im stumbling home drunk hoping one morning and gone wake up witcha
But thats just the Henny talking
You see how im playing witcha
You play these games with me
4 million now its time to repay it for you
You I had to repay it for you
I had to break out my shell and get back on the road
You know I live by the code
You know if it ain't bout money then I would not go
Life is so hard yeah I know
Thats why im working like I ain't never heard a "No"
This shit in my soul
I can feel it,I can hear that pain across the road
(yeah...just a vibe you know...yeah)
[Outro: KorLeone]
Think I found myself when I was eleven
Having problems tryna talk with a reverend
Talking to me is like talking to nothing
Talking to god like it gotta be something
With the ZEBRA scale I weigh out my options
Ion surround myself around the nonsense
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Even though my family roll like some mobsters