Courtesy

I'm getting so close I could feel the breeze up on side me Guttababy by his lonesome Where you can a find g Brother played the guardian While mama worked on feet Owe y'all the world Ain't no asking all this courtesy Hard times natured me Unto the man you see Morals over commodity Take as you playing wit me Far from sucker Two boys be damned if they busters Lead by example A real man if nigga ain't nothing I feel I'm getting closer younger remember felt I was crumbling Mental issues my whole life I found a way dump it They say therapy needed I juss needed my mind freely From stressing bout the rush time Getting even all I see leaving We rarely pasting 21 Blessed that I seen the age Either lifelong smoke Locked in cage Job to job to like a maze Hustling off the same things What was past all they know game 22 I see the change 225 won't keep me tame I'm getting so close I could feel the breeze up on side me Guttababy by his lonesome Where you can a find g Brother played the guardian While mama worked on feet Owe y'all the world Ain't no asking all this courtesy All of this courstry Few needs dnt worry me I got they back like they got mind f*ck with that murder spree Kept me on time & on my grind I shootback luxury You be my family not potna Different love from me That guala guala seem bring no peace Remember struggling hard times Smile not hard to see Feeling im toxic Ion need no toxics roun me g Alcohol l mixed wit depression Bring waterfalls out me She think I don't won't listen My mind gone On what's better for us Sometimes I get to trippin In my mental start to rush Know higher being looking at me Watch me fucking up Wonder is this written in stone Hope i'm not juss fucking up