Letter to me

You can't just disappear You really hurt a lot of people Sometimes you need to take responsibility for your own happiness You don't think that's a little selfish I don't know what to tell you I'm happy for the first time in my life And I'm not gonna feel bad about it Okay I look in the mirror and I'm tellin' myself Like bruh you gon' make it this time I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired of cryin' I'm tired of livin' the same old life I'm tired of wakin' up six in the mornin And tellin' myself that I'm not gonna make it But if you see a chance then you gotta go take it My niggas striving to dance to the greatness I keep Goin' back to the same old people that hurt me I feel like I'm losin' myself My nigga 20 he caught him a body And tellin' me he boutta lose his self He poppin' the Perkeys and tellin' himself to be good But nobody care about his health I mean nobody care about his health As long as he bringin' the wealth He only 18 they got him a dream But he feel like he's stuck in a cycle Nobody care them niggas don't likeyou You go to jail then them niggas wont write you You got a problem I don't wanna hear about it Cause my nigga dead and he gone I got a problem I don't wanna talk about it Cause I know I'm all on my own Okay I look in the mirror and I'm tellin' myself Like bruh you gon' make it this time I know that I'm tired I know that I'm tired And I'm not a quitter I'm tired of tryin' I'm tired of tryin' I'm stuck in a place and I wanna get out I'm lookin' for love and I can't find a ounce My 13th reason a bitch I'm jammin' I think about the hoe when I'm high as a shit I know that I'm trippin' I'm not supposed to love her But it is what it is I know about the rules and shit But I ain't gon' lie she kind of made me feel like a kid Now that she gone I really been hurtin' I don't talk to these hoes I be searchin' I lmow 2 things for sure and I know on thing for certain Bitches gon' play in your face and then treat you like nothin' Give her the world she gon' act like it's nothin' Take her the way out the blue she gon' want it Now you the bad guy kiss my ass guy Goofy ass nigga I turn into the mascot It is what it is I don't feel like a rookie My nigga jammin' he high off a cookie Okay I look in the mirror and I'm tellin' myself Like bruh you gon' make it this time I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired of cryin' I'm tired of livin' the same old life I'm tired of wakin' up six in the mornin and tellin' myself that I'm not gonna make it Part of me is still waiting for Margret to come back What? Still? She's not comin' back dude She's gone Look I know alright? I know It's just I mean I don't still have feelings for her But I do in a way It's like this thing that's inside of me It's always just sorta sitting there waiting around Sometimes I'll see something or I'll smell something And it makes me think of her even though I don't want to I really like CJ she's amazing But is it fair for me to go out with her if I still think about Margaret sometimes