Whole Lotta Drama (Bonus) Lyrics

Order in the court

Are you telling me you view me as some puny last resort?

Like the recipe you loosely use so you don't hit the store

Do I have to plead like por favor?

I ain't too proud to beg but you don't make it rough to turn to Ruffin

It's craven to be David when the one you love can look you in your eyes and say your love is aimless

They don't receive your actions right, it's getting complicated

You're not hitting all the intended angles

And your intentions get bigger as time progresses

Get bigger all while your mental steer clear of a sign or message

Some proof that you doing too much

And soon you will sign your death wish with a feather pen

Your John Hancock hands off your life to sin

Or man, as in the human race, they'll let you down again

And bitches, as in the human race, can put your hopes to bed

And niggas, as in the human race, will hate you and your plans

Until they in their final resting place while your name still advancing

Generational wealth on every list I send to heaven

Then that's followed by health, but He insists I get to helping

He be allowing madness to happen to give direction

When Pops used to grab his belt, I immediately got to stepping, on me

I tied my feelings to a C4, it showered debris

I tried to think about just me more, a sour lil week

A silent lil trip

A solid hour went fore I dipped

Into the ocean of thoughts a nigga resent

Then it pulled me in, I swim but I'm lost at sea in this bitch

See a waterfall, I pray I don't fall into this abyss

Tried to grab the boat

Only could hold with my fingertips

And that scene just be on loop til I'm finally breathing again

Woe is me

Like should I find some hoes quickly?

Or is that grind too much to bear? I'm not a whole grizzly

I'm Dillon Brooks, why would I share the love if you don't give at all?

I rather take the chance than dish it if you not swinging the ball

Whole Lotta Drama, caused by mistakes

I made it law to wake up every morning thinking"what problems will I resolve?"

A nigga really mourning

Pops in the coffin

I never thought that Halloween was coming

So my heart softened, but now it's hard because my mind be running

I try to stop it, I park the car, a nigga heart is thumping

It do that often, but this is odd because the way it's pumping

You'd think I'd pop it

Not feeling far from seeing credits dropping

Curtains start falling

I nodded off but then I woke up