2:41 Lyrics

They tell me that they got my back like I can't no

This my heart, the coldest That's the main reason why I wrote this

I've been upstrike cause I was ill But driving in slow motion

Need some potions, it's 2015 while I've been broken

Tell me slow down, but I can't so I keep stroking Tell me slow down, but I can't so I keep stroking

I don't know why I was ill, but I know that I'm chosen

Mama told me I'm gon' make it, I ain't getting on me

Gun on my side, finna blow it, ain't gon' play that

Coming off the roof, if I got drake that time, I'll spray that

Died on that mission, he got hit up with the J-fap

Dissing on my side, we pull up clappin

Know that shit be mismatched, wrap him up, no gift wrap

Put him in the gift bag and ship me where his bitch at

I'ma fuck up my lil' shit with a lil' cat

I ain't on a lil' cat, ain't dead, man, ain't dead wrong

Nigga dead wrong, laying dead with headstones

I got four-five on me, ramblin' at his door

Mama told me stop it, but I'm back in the hood

And my back against the road, and my back against the wall

I cannot fall, I stand tall, I'm gang, I'm missing

Told my mom I'm gon' make it, I'm doing the way I'm living

And they know that I got a vision, I ain't nothing, yeah

I'm gone, maybe till I'm gone

Pray for better days, time to live better

Get shit off the top, and we gone ride it

I'm the only gang, got the gang that'll write it

I'm your first to write it, I'm your first to light it

Want some smoke, we light it up

Want some smoke, we light it up

Want some smoke, we light it up

Want some smoke, we light it up

Want some smoke, we light it up

Want some smoke, we light it up

We light it, we gone, oh-oh

We light it, we gone, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah