[Intro]
Dearly beloved
We gather here today for me to say that...
I know you think I'm mad but I just want everything that was promised to me
And every moment that I spend not getting it I start to think that yall are trying to get off without paying what you owe but
All I'm saying is, I just want everything I gave to return
Amen
[Chorus]
I ain't got nothing left in me
I ain't got nothing left in me
I ain't got nothing left in me
I ain't got nothing
I'm so sick of suffering tryina be something they dont want me to be
I'm tryina hold my destiny, I ain't got nothing left
[Verse 1]
Hopped in my tinted coupe and told the hoopti "giddy up"
Been feeling broke and paint the city just to fix me up
I want that golden on my tooth because I deserve it
They been ruthless, I'm a roadie, I'm just dripping on the oldies
I'm a nuisance
Looking hungry so the kiddies never stick me up
Pray my hand and my past don't show
Bust a couple bags make em think I ain't po'
I've been doing bad tryina reap but can't sow
And if my heaven never crack the do'
Then I bet I'll be the last that's chose
But that's on me
And if that's on me I want the racks on key to help me scratch my sneeze
I got this life on lease, won't give it back but I hate it
Misstep a little, the flow is too brittle
I'm not a realist my floor is the ceiling
Truth the condition, I'm poor by the minute
Tryina stay grinding before I get stricken so much that I give it
I need a dime for all the times I tried to reach the side
Brutha can't even do crime no more cause every time something go down everybody thinks its me
[Chorus]
I ain't got nothing left in me
Quit telling yourself that man, you're selling yourself short again PARTNER
I ain't got nothing left in me
Believe in yourself man, god damn, you're supposed to be doing this for us fool
I ain't got nothing
I know that you
I'm so sick of suffering tryina be something they dont want me to be
Said that I know that you will, said that I know that you will
I'm tryina hold my destiny, I ain't got nothing left
[Verse 2]
I want my paper cut
I want my favour up
My maker play too much
I stayed away I'm still a strange, they know my face
I keep it crooked, I can't go home without a taste
I get one up then I'm losing
I get blown up when I choose it
I been through it
Got to get to different places so you see me out of state
Hate my neighbours cause the last one tried to put your kid away
Stuck in the place they tried to stick me
Built my name they won't forgive me
Fill in the blank I'm way too empty
Stop and check the mirror
See myself and not the inner
Too much dark in my appearance
They be thinking I'm a member
Still, but that's on me
I still look out for the fleas
Feel like I've got something missing
Who got my back when I lean?
I did them dastardly deeds when I ain't actually need
And now I'm part of the hated
I don't control that, you've got me mistaken
I rather be rolling, ain't got much so I'm holding
Fight with the feeling, can't give out more than I'm given
My life is a hemorrhage the mess that I'm living is slipping
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[Chorus & Outro]
I ain't got nothing left in me
Quit talking like that man, you can't just be giving up on everything
I ain't got nothing left in me
I gotchu, I gotchu, just roll with me, you'll be alright
I ain't got nothing
I know that you will
I'm so sick of suffering tryina be something they dont want me to be
Said that I know that you will, said that I know that you will, said I know that you will
I'm tryina hold my destiny, I ain't got nothing left
Hol up, hol up, hol up, you can't be the one like that. You can't be the one like that. You're supposed to be the future. You're supposed to be the one to lead the people to the heroes. You supposed to be the hero that made everyone, not the zero. Man, I told you, I done put so much faith in you I can't believe you'd do me like this. Dont be doubting yourself like that God damnit. You're supposed to be the one to save us from everybody. I'm supposed to be the mother fucker that's supposed to be down and fucked up. I'm supposed to be the mother fucker that's supposed to be the one that's not getting shit in this life. What the hell's wrong with you? I done gave so much to the damn faction, I done gave so much to the fam and the troops. I can't believe you'd do me like this at the hardest time. The unadulterated naked audacity of your assity to do this shit to me. What the hell is going on? I really don't understand yourself right now but whatever. Im just tryina come back but whatever
I'm so sick of suffering tryina be something they dont want me to be
Nothing Left was written by Sandy Brigham Jr.
Nothing Left was produced by Lasso.