Open Up

Fam don't really show no love, but I'm that nigga Crazy love come when you're dead or when you're richer Had some convos with sis, tried to tell her that she better, crazy she don't think she better than a stripper And we was raised to go and get it, that's by any means But to never trade your morals for no blue or green Remember days when we was coolin', it was you and me Me and you would vibe out, then something changed in you to me Im from the Tr3y, They know whats up On beats like this, I open up Smoking a 3-5, that's to the face, I'm rolling up Need respect, dont let them play you like a pussy, or you fucked Alot of shit that I be feeling, I don't talk about Like how I hate that in my city, you can't walk without it Like how these bitches they complain, how these niggas they ain't shit And all these niggas think these bitches worth the Fendi, Prada Most these niggas they ain't smart, but these bitches give a heart Then they confused when they fucked over with no flashlight in the dark Wanna boom so I ain't sober, Yet I focus on art Cause if I don't, then I might lose it, seek blood like I'm a shark Tryna love be so confusing, till your conscience tear apart Until you broken and you useless, can't find the missing parts, I don't want that Remember when my cousin had them drums like he ain't want flats, niggas almost left us bleeding so he scarred Ain't no love, it's only hate, but they smile up in your face, When you think you got a vine and it turn out to be a snake, that shit be crazy And if you feel the vibes and you relate, do a 180, cause them niggas that's around you ain't the same Gotta make it through, usually a heart be blood red, think mine baby blue Rather than heart broken, I start grinding and get faded Devil on my left, want bloodshed, but I got an angel too, tryna tell me do what's right Swear I hate when they debating Stare out the window, thinking where the homies All them boys I thought was friends go, to the ones that check up on me Know we locked, as far as kin go And I can't call you bro just because we played Nintendo nigga, like what's the vibe Bullshit they got a shitload And she can say she want me, but she'll never see me crystal And I can't waste no time plucking pedals off no pistol I can't go back in time, so no regrets, what's done was meant to nigga Big dog to a shiatzu, when them pits come to play No it won't be black and yellow, but that bite might leave a stain on dude And when you moving like you great, then they might hate on you But know if you stay solid, ain't no way nobody breaking you