Journals

[Intro]
Yeah, ha
Haha, haha

[Chorus]
I'm my momma favorite son, everybody favorite one
Nana want me off the drugs, she want me to pray a bunch
My father told me that he love me, he don't really say it much
And my gang so fuckin' solid, we ain't ever changing up (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I'ma die without this money, fuck it, I ain't saving nothin'
Need that money coming to me daily, I ain't chasing nothin'
If they put me on that stand, I promise I ain't saying nothin'
They gon' treat me like a hero, promise, I ain't saving nothin'
I had some people in my life I thought that I could trust (I thought that I could trust)
All I wanted was a bag, I had to run it up (I had to run it up)
They said that I was switching up, I never really did (I never really did)
He said he had some hitters on me, go 'head, send 'em in (Go 'head, send 'em in)
Would I be wrong if I had went and got all my revenge?
I stopped taking medication, I was running out (Uh, yeah)
All the voices in my head, I just be smoking loud (Smoking loud)
All the things that they would say, I really wrote it down (I really wrote it down)
I got journals in my room I never open up (Open up)
I had stuff I couldn't keep, I really tore it up (I really tore it up)
All the shit that we went through, it really tore me up (It really tore me up)
I stopped thinkin' 'bout that shit, I'm really growing up (I'm really growing up)
You waited 'til I got ahead and started showing up (Showing up)
When I saw you on the 'Gram you were showing out (Ha, showing out)
I think about you when I can, I hope you know it now (Hope you know it now)
I think I understood it better when you broke it down (When you broke it down)

[Chorus]
I'm my momma favorite son, everybody favorite one
Nana want me off the drugs, she want me to pray a bunch
My father told me that he love me, he don't really say it much
And my gang so fuckin' solid, we ain't ever changing up (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
He said that he was finna kill me, I ain't dead yet (Oh, I ain't dead yet)
Man, I ain't fear nobody, I ain't scared yet (I ain't scared yet)
Man, I ain't wanna talk, send the bread, yeah (Send the bread, yeah)
Catch him at the drive-thru and hit his headset (Man, his headset)