Ricochet (Interlude)

Ricochet Shots fly Give all praise to the most high J just 8 like it's 09 I was born in 01 Similar to scores how I'm on one The way these niggas acting make me off one Ain't shit that they could offer me My ways are out of mind like lobotomy The truth is at the bottom of the bottle see Telling niggas drink up Keep my heart as guarded as a brinks truck I've noticed how these bitches showing brief love Saying I should die showing grief love Feel like Charlie Brown but my feet touch the ball It's my time seeing those try to sneak up Field goals the take away Life lessons better see the take away Too much on your plate now it's take out lid of a cook out tray how I break away I gotta take the safe route Enjoy my days in more than my days out They ask if I can talk when I'm dead in my grave now They'll see one before me so whats to say now Fr What