Suicide

Rolling the blunt im smoking bow flex that's loud nigga Diesel power that's some sour been high for hours I got Hanna Montana Rolling she sniffing powder I found some closure with my exes now they are in my showers No tuition no school I don't have shit to lose They pulled the plug on my granny I ain't know what to do I started crying when they told me my papa was dying Commiting suicide was in a nigga eyes Lace them up go ahead walk a mile in my shoes You bitch niggas will trip up slip up The gigs up kill yourself give up My old bitch won't pick up My new hoes I pick up I drop them off I don't give a fuck [Hook: Capo] Because when you down and out Everybody doubting They laughing at me No food in my house No bread in my pockets Weighing my options If he got it I'm robbing Now im ducking and dodging Returning my fire Praying for guidance My girl say she riding But I don't think she riding Sometimes a nigga thought about suicide Sometimes a nigga thought about suicide [Hook: Capo} And that's real nigga shit That's real nigga shit And it is what it is That's real nigga shit Foreal Cold world so I got to keep my heater close I got to get this money That's the only thing that mean the most New Orleans my city represented until that cascket close I'm riding around in my city Weed louder than the stereo I fucks with real nigga Dp a real nigga I got niggas from New Orleans Florida to Virginia I got niggas in the grave And I promise my dogs a million So until I see a million im grinding up in that studio [Hook: Capo] Because when you down and out Everybody doubting They laughing at me No food in my house No bread in my pockets Weighing my options If he got it I'm robbing Now im ducking and dodging Returning my fire Praying for guidance My girl say she riding But I don't think she riding Sometimes a nigga thought about suicide Sometimes a nigga thought about suicide