(Verse 1)
Before they take my soul I’m tryna let this shit be known and get it off my chest
I’m far from perfect doing wrong
Just know I try my best
Behind this gun I’m good at hiding
In fact I’m scared of death
Cuz everytime I dream
I see dead people when I lay in bed
I get to thinkin bout the opps
And thinking bout my friends
I get to thinkin bout my family
Thinkin bout my grams
Granny I’m glad you met jhene
Before the days you left
Cuz I got friends who got kids
Sum ain’t even met
And this shit crazy
Police departmеnt been hella janky
All this time you spent in jail
Sum you can’t rеplace it
I hate the streets but I love it
Because it’s my motivation
Designer clothes expensive shit
Won’t ever feel what’s vacant
Aye fuck the opps
We gon shoot it out
When we crossing paths
I had friends that I called brothers
And they turned out bad
And all the times I almost died
This shit jus made me mad
Cuz all the shootouts front my momma
House I apologized for that
Aye
I apologize for that

(Verse 2)
Tomorrow never promised
So I’m writing this letter being honest
Shit I can’t even lie
The money turned me into a monster
All the shit I dodged
I guess you can say I’m lucky
Ain’t it funny
What’s bummy
Now bad bitches tryna fuck me
I was hungry
Ain’t even know who really friends
Seem like the ones that care
Are the ones I just met
And it’s fucked up
Cuz that’s how it ends
But If I tell you I love you
Just know I got you till the end
That goes for family too
I be wit steppas n designa shoes
Labels tryna move me outta town
Cuz the shit we do
I ain’t the type to judge
Because I been there too
And if my brothas shoot
I follow up
Cuz that’s what brothas do
Dam
Shouldn’t feel good to shoot a human
Tryna kill for all these times
That I cried
I’m not a bad influence

Shouldn’t feel good to shoot a human
Tryna kill for all these times
That I cried
I’m not a bad influence