The Felix Bros ft. Chris Savage Lyrics

I got a Springfield 9 don't do the kickback on them 45s

Connected yea I fuck with the mafia like I'm shoreline

Man life be getting crazy people fake be playing both sides

They hate on the real the lame niggas be getting cosigns

My bro just caught a case they tryna slap my dawg with more time

Im stressed wonder if prayers get to heaven from the Northside

I don't hang around any new niggas unless they coming with me

Never trust a soul its raining bullets we in thunder city

I play it cool be moving smooth when my son be with me

Move by lonely I cant take a chance with no codefendant

Swear I'm traumatized cant trust a soul I keep 38

I shower shit and shave kiss my son like who ima serve today

End it all looking at the gun some shit I never told

Then I heard my daughters voice my mind went to a different mode

Lord I need some fuckin help I'm walking down the wrong road

Young days I was in the church now days I just stay at home

I wonder where I went wrong got stuck in this mindset

Im steady thinking bout the past wish I could rewind that

My granny on her deathbed wish I could turn her time back

My mama loosing memories her mind done turned to Snapchat

But thru it all I carry on the pain is like a backpack

Don't get caught behind the weight that's where you'll get trapped at

And people watching what I post just so they can clap back

Surrounded by these enemies and all they do is blue hat

Im having a internal war but where the fuck my troops at

I need the ones who really close tighter than a du rag

I need the ones who really there cause shit been getting ruthless

Rappers brag about this life but really they be boosting

When I was broke people would laugh at me

Family never would hit my line my bitch was sad at me

I would look up and talk to God like why you mad at me

Man I was broke for so long bet when I die I got that bag with me

Dawg if I was you then I would hate me too

Shit if I was me then I would hate to loose

Man sometimes to win you gotta break the rules

Scary niggas they take the safer route we in the street

This life we live can get crazy this shit aint for the week

And it was days that I didn't eat so my son could eat I was fucked up

Some cats aint that fond of me but aint brave enough to run up

The jobs been doing bad cause unemployment was the come up

Man fuck a job crypto methods and trappin got me up up

End it all looking at the gun some shit I never told

Then I heard my daughters voice my mind went to a different mode

Lord I need some fuckin help I'm walking down the wrong road

Young days I was in the church now days I just stay at home