Defense (Defeated)

[Intro] (Hitmaka) (CashMoneyAP) (Right Now Sound, yeah) (Ayo, 40, what you cookin', G?) [Chorus] At war with myself, I feel defeated At a stand off with my demons Let my stress off at Neimans With a Glock 40 on defense Used to play the block on some street shit Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence Sin too deep to repent Can't see my son crying, it's my weakness Don't think it's fair how I was treated Fake apologies, you can keep it They know I'm the one, it's not a secret Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh [Verse 1] They cremated my grandma, I could feel my soul burnin' Wonder why I cried when that preacher said that sermon Like, God forgive me 'cause I'm learnin' See my darkest days before the light, I can feel the tables turning Counting all my blessings, I stay humble and determined My Glock Austrian and my engineering German She gon' risk it all for some Hermès Momma tried to warn me, peep the signs to confirm it [Chorus] At war with myself, I feel defeated At a stand off with my demons Let my stress off at Neimans With a Glock 40 on defense Used to play the block on some street shit Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence Sin too deep to repent Can't see my son crying it's my weakness Don't think it's fair how I was treated Fake apologies, you can keep it They know I'm the one, it's not a secret Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh [Open Verse] [Chorus] At war with myself, I feel defeated At a stand off with my demons Let my stress off at Neimans With a Glock 40 on defense Used to play the block on some street shit Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence Sin too deep to repent Can't see my son crying it's my weakness Don't think it's fair how I was treated Fake apologies, you can keep it They know I'm the one, it's not a secret Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh