Mixed Sides

I say I feel, like I try too much and don't get it back

And I feel, my old potnas want go tit for tat

They want a name, well fuck it lets go head and give em that

Bro want a brain, he goin insane he tryna spin on that

Like fuck the tweeting bitch I'm maxed I'm tryna show dat boy

Nigga say he from the hood, he not if we don't know that boy

This life I live so confusing I need a talk to god, I know

But it's so much stress on me send me someone to make it all go

Gutta bitch gone eat the weed they get behind us yeah

I cut her off this hoe too childish that's a minor

Tryna talk to blayze and calm him down my nigga got some anger problems