NMD

This shit what I'm gifted with Ain't no love for simple shit Got problems of my own But show nobody what I'm dealing with Dropped a cup, I'm drenched in it Shit was cold, I'm shivering Knew that gas was fire when I felt high Just off of sniffing it I'll never know the feeling of watching how big my children get Don't know how to show my worth and that shit making me feel limited You don't understand me, but I'm wrong when I get militant Knew I was good at this, since momma made me work on penmanship Never showed my feelings when I'm hurt I just disguise it Wendell called my phone that night, that shit was perfect timing You ain't never put that gun up to your head, right where your mind is Was gon erase it all that night, I hope I don't rewind it Suicidal thoughts, I used to think that shit was childish At the same time, I think that's what made me demonic Thinking that my life would be better if I was in college But f*ck all that, cause I never thought about doing the things that I did Invested in myself, then I put trophies on my shelf I think they help me to forget about that girl, but I'm still trying Say, bro nem got shot twice, I hope they thinking that it's nice This shit ain't right, I'ma put them boys on blast, new t-shirts when I find them Ain't no fucking competition, I sit back and I just listen But not really think this shit's too strong, came from a different climate On the highway, I just float, see red and blues, I just go ghost cuz shit, I know that Sdr might wrap that bitch polyatomic This shit what I'm gifted with, ain't no love for simple shit Got problems of my own, but show nobody what I'm dealing with Drop the cup, I'm drenched in it, shit was cold, I'm shivering Knew that gas was fire when I felt high, just off of sniffing it