Closure ft. GVO Speero Lyrics

11:30 and I'm really out in Cali wit it

Up in my thoughts, I'm trying to find the right way to be living

It's something bothering me and it's just killing my spirit

Ian finally talk to nobody so you all just finally hear it

Just wanna get up out of this life and really just clear it

I got loved ones don't fuck with my music I'm chillin

Hearing them cuss words instead of understanding my vision

When I get that cash, my ass the only thang they kissing

Then they look at me like I'm tripping

Ima PG they got to understand my position

I got to speak for the niggas who never touched the prison

For the ones who stayed focused and never dropped they mission

Don't play me like a lil boy, cause youn want that tension

Cuz my niggas a get to hitting

I'm to the point where nobody is fucking with my writtens

I'm to the point where nobody can tell me how I'm living

And really I juts need some closure

My back door locked hoping that they don't fuck me over

And every time they fuck me over, Ceej say I told ya

Maybe I'm tripping, but my heart that shit need to be colder

And never fold in them situations them the ones that mold ya

Them the ones that mold ya

GVO Nigga

Same niggas you been knew, the same ones folding

Thank God Ion got to serve rocks, to keep it rolling

Back home they say I preach, knew my voice was golden

Don't want no closure, or my flowers, but I give out roses

To everybody on they grind, it's hard to stay focused

But if you play with one of mine then it's hocus pocus

They playing games with yo head we giving out them tokens

Youngins going to do anything to keep ma dukes from moping

And I had to tell lil Scoot I told ya

If we on our shit right now we'll be straight when we older

Can't stick yo dick in any bitch it's just going to make you colder

And the same day they know we rich they going to say that they know us

And them niggas knowing that they owe us

I want this shit for life they only want it for the moment

Ima take what's mine, the crown was never stolen

Fuck the opponents, kill the beat then send my condolences

This Cali gas, on my Romeo and Speer DeRozan

That rap tour coming next, we the ones that's chosen

Praying on my downfall, hope they keep hoping

While I keep trophies

And everybody else swear they going to know what's best for you

But nobody else going to go get that check for you

And now you got to step cause nobody else going to step for you

Can't want no less for you, just do what's best for you