convo

Why must I open my eyes and never heal?

But the evil is for real and the money gets you killed

Evil like Knievel, yeah I'm stunting on these hoes

If I love you then it's up I swear I'll never fold

I've been thinkin' bout the gold, smokin' on the regular

Vision blurry please don't swerve, but these feelings carry ya

On my shit, falling in, falling' out, it's hard again

Harden as I step back and realize my part again

You can take me back, I will never go under

Put them on my back, yeah they duckin' for cover

No more games, feel the same