Too many lonely days
Too many solo nights
I’ll be back in your arms at midnight
Hold me ’cause I’m scared to be lonely
[Lil Tjay:]
Strapped up but I know how to fight
Trauma kid, but future lookin’ bright
Runnin’ over, stackin’ different heights
I ain’t gon’ let them take me out tonight
In the stu’ I’m working ’cause I’m paid
Tryna fill these millions I made
Phone ringin’, niggas wanna talk
I ain’t picked that shit up for some days
Dead broke, nigga I come from rags
Sorry if I’m shinin’, guess you’re mad
Niggas got no motion, shit be sad
So they say I’m cocky when I brag
I was low, low, down bad
Went to school, no money, ’bout to crash
Turn this shit to something was a task
Now you look at me and see the glass
Foreign Vs, hoppin’ out the whip
Remember me and Lola hopping cabs
Just smokin’ thinkin’ ’bout my life
Why the good go so fast?
Why would God save my life?
He know all my secrets from the past
Thinkin’ ’bout the shit I been through
I ain’t prolly come out so bad
Strapped up but I know how to fight
Trauma kid, but future lookin’ bright
Runnin’ over, stackin’ different heights
I ain’t gon’ let them take me out tonight
In the stu’ I’m working ’cause I’m paid
Tryna fill these millions I made
Phone ringin’, niggas wanna talk
I ain’t picked that shit up for some days
So many times, I could’ve died
I don’t be playin’, no lie
But won’t deny, something saved me
Something saved me
God, oh why?
Grind mode, that be always
I’m just tryna give myself a raise
Life’s hard, I be makin’ plays
Like I’m tryna figure out a maze
Found a heart, it was never alright
Trauma on my mental won’t fade
Shot seven times, no grave
We done put some niggas in the…
I can show a nigga how to act
.40 cal teachin’ how to behave
I come from a city if you lack
You must watch your shit up on the page
Lotta shit can’t say up in these raps
I know I’m different, I just got my ways
Shit on my mental so I blaze
Free my niggas sittin’ in the cage
Strapped up but I know how to fight
Trauma kid, but future lookin’ bright
Runnin’ over, stackin’ different heights
I ain’t gon’ let them take me out tonight
In the stu’ I’m working ’cause I’m paid
Tryna fill these millions I made
Phone ringin’, niggas wanna talk
I ain’t picked that shit up for some days
So many times, I could’ve died
I don’t be playin’, no lie
But won’t deny, something saved me
Something saved me
God, oh why?
