Tragedies Lyrics

I was mappin' out a plan, that was last year

Homies flyin' in the wind, I'm on my last gear

I left my old spot, now my new spot I could stash here

Storing racks inside the drawer just like a cashier

Every beat I ride I'm sliding like a drag strip

Niggas went to acting sour, a lot of bad milk

I spent a hunnid on a zip, one of my fastest flips

Me and Roscoe spent a grip, he went to his class n' spliff

Now bitches thirsty for attention like the last sip

I'ma cherish all of my blue strips like it's the last of crips

I know that boy can hold water like his glass is tilted

Since a youngin' on the block, kids with blocks buildin'

Tryin' to bubble 'til I pop, I will not give in

Talked about until I flop like I'm not gifted

Selling crops, investing guap, I am not quitting

This gon' be that new shit, somethin' they can talk about

That Grom, I got loose with it, the know I can walk it now

People say they with you, times get hard and they start walkin' out

Now this gon' be that new shit, somethin' they can talk about

That Grom, I got loose with it, the know I can walk it now

People say they with you, times get hard and they start walkin' out

Judged by actions they gon' hate me when I make it

All them people back there, you gon' notice all the changes

Brothers in arms, Medal of Honor, shit get dangerous

When I seen that violence shit had scarred me with the anger

Relationship with God had me searching for my angels

Say I'm blind to the fact gotta see it from a different angle

Stay dangerous, never lack, your closest homies turn to strangers

My cuz triple-crossed me, I ain't talkin' bout no fingers

Gotta lighter-lease my strap, 24/7 with the bangers