Patterns Lyrics

Yeah

Get this shit off my chest man

Shoutout to my nigga Tone

Huh, too much respect for niggas like me

Bountiful fountain of money indeed

Shower me plenty with pussy and weed

Don't do it for niggas, she do it for me

Stressing me plenty, I love her too much

Can't let her go like a song in the vault

My suit got it tailored real swiftly, she tell me she miss me, but really I'm shaking it off

Don't matter the cost, I'm throwing it up

Way too committed, I'm falling in love

With money and power, don't need the respect

From niggas who fronting but don't got my back

Fasho, I need to get in my bag

I'm broke, nah man I'm hiding the stash

I know, niggas be going out sad

I promise my momma I'm better relax

For real, niggas don't know me at all

Come here, girl gimmie dat Niagara Falls

I feel, like I should be someone you call when you need somebody to get yo shit off

I know, life get as hard as I do

I'm joking, I love conversations with dukes

She tell me, ain't no nigga out rapping you

She biased, but she might me telling the truth

I see the patterns, yeah

I seen them niggas embarrass they self

I seen the energy flowing is cancerous

I can attest, my niggas need help

I see the people you calling yo family wanting to end you, I know how it feel

Niggas beside you be plotting to rob you once you get accomplishments under yo belt

I know a nigga that's crying in prison cause he can't believe his little brother got killed

I know a woman who's raising some hoodlums that's stressing bout how she gon pay all the bills

I know a father who spend all his money on bitches but ain't taking care of his kids

I know a preacher who's teaches the wisdom but recently lost any reason to live

I know somebody who walk like a zombie cause he don't got nothing to eat and roll 'round a cart

I knew a brother who lived with his mother and sister, no house, they slept in the car

I know myself, ain't ask for no help, for half of my life, I lived in the dark

I knew a lady, used to be my baby, regret my decisions, we had a lil spark

Might sound a bit crazy, hardly ever phased, I cried every night, listening to that song

Now I'm on the road, ain't been here too long, I promise I'm not taking shit to the heart

I'd rather take to the grave, I vent to this page, not hoping that it'll get far

My faith is in god, he holding the deck, I'm spinning in circles while playing my cards

She no longer want me, it's evident, so I've been healing through time, I wish that we wasn't apart

I wish that I wasn't alive sometimes, the feeling of feeling bizarre

I see a pattern where shit don't get better cause everyone worried 'bout who moving smart

I see a pattern run over and over, I'm keeping it humble cause life goes on, life goes on fasho

Yeah

I see a pattern cause life goes on fasho