Go Away

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth] Sitting, fighting this pressure in the state of exhaust How many times I talked to God, speaking on those that I lost A couple brother, couple sisters then a bunch of my homies That's why I move up out my lonely, hoping God'll come show me A new direction cause I feel like I'm losing faith by the minute Tryna hide away from reality in something that's tinted I conversate most of the time across the mind of a seal Same niggas that showed me love, you might just find em in hell I hate to see us, or to blame em on everything they been through In a different circumstance a better life, they might just been you Tryna provide, missing homicide by minutes Or they tryna get stripes from a basic Sargent to lieutenant I do this here for my nigga Dawg, my nigga Clip Ain't too many others that are sold, that's why I trip I trip out, but try to keep my cool knowing pain is here Wanted the sun, but since I missed this shit the rain is here [Hook: Mitchy Slick] Abnormal heart, diagnosed at birth All my niggas got em whole family cursed T-shirt with their nan just ain't the same Shoulda have em attack out all the stress and strain Fuck this fame and this change Fuck this chain and this Range With all my real ones gone I can't sleep the same I wish this fuckin rain' would go away [Verse 2: Trae tha Truth] Lost is what I feel, looking at where I'm headed Talked to God begging for help so much I feel like I'm out of credit He don't know me and I understand, I just need a helping hand Talked to my grandfather day later, now we on the sand The homie calls mama's stress And even though he gone, he still around so yeah we blessed It's a cold world They say it get better but I just save the drama tired From all the pain the I acquired, left the Devil fired I swear it's life to end the days Of tryna make it out but I can't get up out this maze It's me against the world and I can't get up out this phaze Niggas jumping fly like they can't get up out them J's I'm on my defence May my sons forgive me, I don't wanna be no failure But being real throughout the pain, it hurt like hell I tell ya It's hard to see when you're surrounded by the dark It's that type of shit that take ya air support For real mayne [Hook]