Grasp

Trying to get a grasp, on what the future look like Close my eyes and I see darkness, pray the future look bright Sooner that I get it rolling, then the sooner move right But see I understand don't rush the plan, I knew what's knewed I Always, fussing and fighting Mind ain't right he armed and dangerous, take yo' life and Heal these scars with causing scars, and 'casionally rhyming Asked her do she see the state, that currently i'm in Gave that bitch back to the streets, and jumped back in 'em hisself Smoking 'ports and smoking blacks, he don't keep track of his health He got killers but be dolo, he don't lack by hisself No he don't keep it in no holster, 'cause the strap by his belt And f*ck it, some souls he robbed it, skeletons in his closet Excluding one, he don't trust none, he ran the streets with it's obvious That niggas don't f*ck with him, how he f*ck with 'em His phone don't ring, unless they need 'em for to come get em He had compassion and love, but that deteriorated Folks done took advantage of 'em, now he seriously jaded He want some to try they luck, he gon' shear and degrade em No they won't put no bandage on em, they'll be near integrated To the afterlife Yeah he send that pussy bitch up to his savior He gon' need a alibi Just incase he a made mistake but he don't want to owe no favors So he gon' take every precaution that he could take No he ain't going down this for an he ain't finna lay Okay He tell hisself "i'm finna make home tonight" By any all means so anyone get blown tonight Aw that nigga ain't dead yet ? Yeah he up, hold that old f*ck around ahh nigga Now bring the chorus back Trying to get a grasp, on what the future look like Close my eyes and I see darkness, pray the future look bright Sooner that I get it rolling, then the sooner move right But see I understand don't rush the plan, I knew what's knewed I Always, fussing and fighting Mind ain't right he armed and dangerous, take yo' life and Heal these scars with causing scars, and 'casionally rhyming Asked her do she see the state, that currently i'm in And f*ck it, some souls he robbed it, skeletons in his closet Excluding one, he don't trust none, he ran the streets with it's obvious That niggas don't f*ck with him, how he f*ck with 'em His phone don't ring, unless they need 'em for to come get em He had compassion and love, but that deteriorated Folks done took advantage of em, now he seriously jaded He want some to try they luck, he gon' shear and degrade em No they won't put no bandage on em, they'll be near integrated