Matt

What you know about struggling wishing that yo mama had it No food inside yo stomach Pills inside ya kitchen cabinets Living with no daddy Mama stressed out making her wish  She ain't have me Running back to laughter Life just happens, how can I make you happy? Things change the fattest I wish I wouldn't of gave them niggas my addy  I wish I could go back and show her  How I really think What you know of taking the Cota to the skating rink  'Cause bitch it's teen night and I'm tryin' steal a promise ring I got a pocket full of condoms, finna shark something  I got a system full of weed cause' I been blunt puffing He sang like David Ruffin Get up and paint em something Cash remainder coming Explaining something  Like he got brains something Still ain't change for nothing Ain't no love inside my heart cause' I been backstabbed And I watched my brothers fall apart and it got men stabbed Put this on JPay for my boys, a commissary track Blast on them speakers, make some noise and call the title Matt Someone tell Lango, that I'm dying like a general Pray for my solider, ain't no telling what you living through Know they in there maxing out ya time and that shit's pitiful Ion give a f*ck, you still my rider You ain't no criminal Pouring out my feelings Only part of me that makes me human Matt got an angel on his shoulder now, he sense the movement And I can't help it, write my wrongs whenever hear the music Gave y'all my all, you did me wrong The chance we had you blew it Rip Looney til' the day I di-zie, say his name til' that pain go away and we shine And my face been looking lazy, I got bags under my eyes My body language's looking crazy 'cause I'm feeling confined At least you tried and I salute you I can't let you stand alone, you up that pole I gotta shoot too Gotta watch 'em fall We've been down for years You ain't gon show me love? Ion look down on y'all See that shit's weird Shit ain't what it appears Don't get too involved  And they don't know that I feel victimized  Still dying in this world that's always known to be opinionized  Still eyeing all them pearls but never knowing what they symbolized  Killed fighting, when he hurled a dagger prone to leave me minimized  Look in yo eyes, tell no lies  How many times I've felt your cries People I've hurt, I killed your pride  What type of fucking man I? If I help you up don't bring me down Leave ya bag around me, I won't touch yo pound My brother, my brother we grown ups now Take of our mothers, they older now Heard a opp done shot his bitch That nigga dead, dead, dead  Opps hit my phone over a bitch He want my head, head, head My niggas know we getting rich They score one more, they getting blitzed Been known to fight, bitch im gon hit These be the moments that I miss Them hoes be on my dick too Shake one, drop off, LA Film School Top dog, not y'all, we got rims too Yo speakers in my trunk, long live Tune Rip Looney til' the day I di-zie, say his name til' that pain go away and we shine And my face been looking lazy, I got bags under my eyes My body language's looking crazy 'cause I'm feeling confined If there's no other way to save me, let me go I'll be fine Just put a QP in my coffin, so my spirit's still high Wear fazos to my funeral and point my flag to the sky When I'm gone, don't mourn for me I'll beat yo ass if you cry