Grieving sucks ft. fastbuckrello & Moose duce 2 Lyrics

I know my past was bad

They aint want me going down this path

He died and i just laugh

Put weed inside them bags

Dont talk just get on his ass

Bro died that made me mad

Bro died that made me mad

Bro died that made me mad

Lost my dawg to these streets

All my brothers we gone creep

Niggas talking all that shit

Run up on me we gone sweep em up

Now he on the floor now we got to pick em up

Who that at the door boa its time yo stick em up

Told my bitch yea i love when she wear lashes woah woah woah

And them leggings that make your ass look fatter woah woah woah

I hit bro like this bitch make me so mad

Woah woah woah

I lost my cousin he had his gun that shit so tragic woah woah woah

I lost my dawg no i cant shed a tear

We gone slide and show no fear

Why there niggas think they know me

Dont know why they even here

And when im off these drugs im up in space

And you better duck before we spray

I got the call when bro died im like what the fuck

She say i just got to face it im in love with thugs

He looked me in my face and said what is love

Please dont play crazy we will shoot up the club

I know my past was bad

They aint want me going down this path

He died and i just laugh

Put weed inside them bags

Dont talk just get on his ass

Bro died that made me mad

Bro died that made me mad

Bro died that made me mad

Letters gone looking at your pictures through a telephone

My mind is gone taking all these drugs so i dont feel alone

My heart is gone pain it hurt so bad dont want to feel no more

Might lose control why you keep it hidden i already know

Thought that you would be the one your feelings fake and that shit lame to me

My brother like my son no matter what i know he there for me

I told him he feeling numb i hope the drugs can take the pain away

Okay i know we won but i still be having rainy days

To much on my mental

Push this car its not no rental

If you play they coming to get you

Whip your nose he need some tissue

Trying to face my fears

I really hope they hear

Been through so much this year

Might hurt me to shed a tear

I know my past was bad

They aint want me going down this path

He died and i just laugh

Put weed inside them bags

Dont talk just get on his ass

Bro died that made me mad

Bro died that made me mad

Bro died that made me mad

They aint want me going down this path

I know my past was bad