Dear Cierra (Remix)

Just by doing me, I've been racking up hella problems Ain't even got the funds to solve 'em, no need in trying to fix none of these problems Spent so many lonely nights trying to repress that shit and bottle 'em Fentanyl part two, but now I'm overwhelmed with mothafuckin' problems Confusion in my mind as I'm running out of time I spoke to you a few hours ago, you promised me everything would be fine Now I'm realizing maybe that shit was a lie 'Cause I tried everything I could to get you to open up your eyes Then it crept into my mind that you could really be gone Or maybe that's just a sign that we gotta move on Now it's time again to put another heartbreak in a song Making a profit off our misery, forgive me if that seems wrong Memory could paint a vivid picture of you overdosing on this floor I never left your side except to let EMS in that door Narcs demanded my help tracking down where you got it "But where was this concern for the community when I needed your help more Sergeant?" I'm on my knees, pleading with the Lord Begging Him not to take you away from me I saved you, now I'm the one who needs saving And am I blind? Because I can't see the reasoning And in my mind I've written a million letters, but I still can't find the words to make it better Just by doing me, I've been racking up hella problems Ain't even got the funds to solve 'em, no need in trying to fix none of these problems Spent so many lonely nights trying to repress that shit and bottle 'em Fentanyl part two, but now I'm overwhelmed with mothafuckin' problems Just by doing me, I've been racking up hella problems Ain't even got the funds to solve 'em, no need in trying to fix none of these problems Spent so many lonely nights trying to repress that shit and bottle 'em Fentanyl part two, but now I'm overwhelmed with mothafuckin' problems Dear Cierra If I had to make a list of letters to write you, this wouldn't make the cut I just gotta get this pain off my chest I don't wanna sound selfish but it's fucked up How evil triumphs in the world and leaves us to suffer I wish I could see you one more time and tell you how much I love you Like I should've done when you were still here I feel like I took your love for granted To me, you're perfect but under appreciated But that's my fault, I still have some of my own shit I'm facing Just by doing me, I've been racking up hella problems Ain't even got the funds to solve 'em, no need in trying to fix none of these problems Spent so many lonely nights trying to repress that shit and bottle 'em Fentanyl part two, but now I'm overwhelmed with mothafuckin' problems