A Fendi, Pt. II Lyrics

It's really like

You gotta relate to this shit

Even if you ain't been through it like you just gotta feel where I come from

Bitches playing games

Losing homies

Can't walk right now, I ain't gone say no more but right now

I Ain't have my pop around how I wanted to umi made me a man

I was post to been hop back on my shit they like bro you playing

No I don't never pay attention to rumors and all the shit they saying

Before I ever do what they tried to say I did I'd cut off my hands

When I got shot I ain't just lose feeling on me I done lost my friends

Niggas stopped coming round, couple homies died this shit don't end

Baby momma heard the news I can't walk no more tried to switch her plan

Called said the baby wasn't even mine trynna discredit my twin

You can't feel my pain

They tried to ruin my name

And I know hard times don't last it feel like shit don't change

Before I ever let em treat me like a goofy I'll just stay in my lane

And for all the bros that done died lately I be taking the blame

Like we post to be in a jet

I wanna tell em I'm sorry I done tried my best

How the fuck I let em catch me let em fuck up my flex

I'm sick and tired of being tired I'm trynna catch my breath

They say that its part of the game

I just wish it was all the same

I don't go around with my head down

I be smiling all through the pain

Niggas they ain't really for ya

Everyday I tell tey I love her

Try to wake up early pray fajr

Cause I know its all in the qadr

(Mmmm, Hmmmm)

You said you love me it sound good like

(Mmmm, HMMMM, mmm)

Come from the trenches I sound hood like

(Mmmm, hmmmm, mmm)

Just wanna get away and hop up in that

(Vroomm, Vrooom, Vrooomm)

I been in the dark like they don't know just what I

(Been through)

How you tell that nigga you got him for life You don't come around no more

Pillow talking to bitches potential witness

These niggas be clowns for sure

I done seen niggas steal they homie pipes

No you can't come around my pole

And I'm heavy on loyalty know that you good if I ever call you my bro

I ain't good with my feelings baby pardon me

Yeah I'm fucked up but I still try to give you all of me

And I'm still healing yeah them trenches took apart of me

Yeah I got a ice box in my chest ain't got no heart in me.

Ain't got no heart in me

Ice box in my chest ain't got no heart in me

Ain't got no heart in me