[Intro: Ransom]
This life shit, man, come at you fast
One second you here and then, next second you not
Shit crazy
[Verse 1: Conway the Machine & Ransom]
Yeah, how much you lost? How much you gain?
How did you overcome that shit? How did you deal with the pain, nigga?
How you continue to carry them niggas? I know it's a strain
A lot on your plate, you be working til late and I know that you drained, nigga
Your niggas done switched up on you, how do you feel?
They ask you in them interviews and you say that you good but is that really real?
You cut from that real cloth, you been in that field
Some niggas get old and now all they songs is shooting like Bill, nigga
There's some niggas I love that I lost I ain't even posting
Not being funny but that's just the way that I deal with emotions
Them niggas wanting me top of my game, I gotta get focused
I survived death more than one time, I know that I'm chosen
My heart is cold, even though there's shit on me frozen
Flew to Chicago to go do a show but I'm shipping DeRozan
Smoking the CRWN, stressed, been feeling wild depressed, shit
Damn, I feel you, my nigga, shit
[Verse 2: Ransom]
Late nights on the couch
Drinking up the pain, stressing out teary eyed
Speaking to my brother's soul real low
So my wife wouldn't hear me cry
Can't believe that he really died
Now I'm sipping til the bottle's gone
Siri play "Life after death", nowadays even Siri lies
Don't gotta look at my appearance
Longest nigga hearing, listen to the right voices
You're born looking like your parents
But you're gonna die looking like your life choices
Damn, what I wouldn't trade
Just to hear his name coming out my mom mouth
Behave, no, you wasn't raised like that
Sit still on your aunt couch
Now I'm pouring out more Remy
I don't know what he saw in me
Since birth, it was born in me, in church, got a big smirk
Brother Born, living in my heart
We ain't gotta part 'cause my brother Born in me
But how do you find you, when you in a lost city?
Sedative after sedative make you tentative, I ain't sensitive
I'm a man first, got a plan first
When it's negative, never let it live
Time heals but it never did, that's rhetoric for the delicates
My bro died in that second, kid, I guess time really relative
I just pray you come back to me
Is Shy there? Did he ask for me?
Smith sent a little clip, you was on the shits
Wish you could've rapped for me
I ain't gonna lie, down here
A couple niggas really turn they back on me
I was tryna get my life straight
But they ain't wanna hear the back story
Nah, but that shit impossible
Now they watching you in the hospital
Now it doesn't matter what the doctor do
Got another ladder and an obstacle
I put another ladder in the gun, they calling me unstoppable
That's for any nigga that be mocking you
Thinking 'bout it, got me stressed out
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