God, Damn

People talkin bout, talkin bout You is the one, put a foot to plan Now they say lil woadee woadee Got it got it like dat, said Some things that made'em run it right back But there was more on the line We had more on this time There was more left to grind But gahdamn we made it far Gahdamn ya boys arrive God, damn thanks for time, yeah Moments couldn't last Moments couldn't pass Opportunes, we didn't grab Opportunes, that didn't last Love that had to go astray Love that last a thousand days Rarely had the goods to stay Never could break away All these fuckin mental chains All these fuckin All these fuckin code games Fire drills and fake love Talkin sex and Mary Jane Talkin bout anything All that shit, hold a nigga back I can't, even speak about It man I just wanna, say it's all Jack But I'm like, think About it man Cuz it's like, everybody back home I think about em man Every time when i think of Gettin to honest and I