GROSSMONT

[Intro - Craig Xen]
-know about being dead broke
I ain't got a dolla, but a nigga got hope
Tell me what you know about contemplating ending your life 'cause you just can't cope
Tell me what you know about being dead broke
But a nigga got hope
Tell me what you know, aye
Tell me what you know, say
Tell me what you know, aye

[Verse 1 - Craig Xen]
Aye
Tell me what you know about being dead broke
Ain't got a dollar but a nigga got hope
Tell me what you know about contemplating ending your life cause you just can't cope (Mane)
All the motherfuckin' shit I done been through
Got a nigga itchin' to grip a pistol
And let that mothafuckin' lead off
Cock back, blow a bitch nigga head off
Real talk
Bitch you can't end me
I don't smile cause I can't fake friendly
Been a while since a motherfucka tempt me
Cause they look in my eyes and see the difference
And the difference is
I don't give a fuck if they die or live
I can't fight the fact
That I might just snap
And take his lyin' fuckin' life
And crack a half-assed smile
Inn that a bit, aye
Yung Xen, I'm a motherfuckin' five star threat
Nigga
I don't give a fuck who don't fuck with me
Cause at the end of the day, we ain't raised the same
Man, y'all ain't grow up with me
Fuck nigga gon' keep hatin'
I'mma keep my mind on my motherfuckin' paper
And if you's a man you'd do the same
But you's a bitch cause your mouth steady full of my name
F-f-feel me? Fuck

[Verse 2 - Black Smurf]
[?] finna come through
Yeah, hundreds
Hundred man army, man
Friend turned to a target
Target turned to a carcass
Nigga I'm just gettin' started, man
Ridin' 'round smokin' 'cause
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[Verse 3 - OMENXIII]
Everybody got somethin' to say
But I'm the one drinkin' water out the motherfuckin' sink
I'm the one that really can't get fuckin' sleep
Everyday is a blessing if I could just eat
So if you really wanna die, then come inside
Your life is worthless, you don't deserve it
I close my curtains, then I stay inside
And throw my motherfuckin' life away
I really wanna die, sounds nice today
'Til I get up on the mic, get through the pain
Tell me what you know about bein' dead broke
Tell me what you know about losing all hope
Bitch I never seen you, don't know you
So I can't waste my time, lose focus
Tryna sing but I can't stop chokin'
Still tryna move but I'm in slow motion
I'm stressed to wreck, and my chest arrested
Pressed to press, now feel the pressure
Switches flip, and I'm talkin' blades
Pull up on me and feel what I'm sayin'
Move shit, like night and day
Raise up on me and feel my rage
Plays don't mean shit to me
Cause I'm out here, bitch, so whatchu mean?