came & went

Woke up staring at the ceiling, hoping I see Damion

Bitches grimey, say they love me, but they all just came & went

They mention bro won't drop a lo, they scary they know we'll spin

His nigga dead left on the floor, bet he won't try to rob again

Stay having dreams of me dying, thankful if I see tomorrow

When I get sad, I just get high, know I'ma drown inside my sorrows

Guess it was time, but I'm still asking why, I'm asking God why Dammo

When you go on that drill, you bet not leave till you run out of ammo

We on that car for real, so I advise his ass to get some camo

Niggas don't pop out but on the internet, they acting Rambo

And she a good girl, but I still cut her off too much to handle