I got demons on my back

Only thing make me safe is the pills to take a nap

Hopin' this a dream but it's facts

He ain't Ricky saw no bullets to his back

A trench baby wakin' up to the killin' on his mind

Counted me out I put the city on my back

The w**d ain't gettin' any stronger so he fallin' in the crack

9 to 45 on probation it's a trap

I made this before the Grammy's

If I win a Grammy I'ma take it to the trenches to the family

Might sip some lean out and bein fancy

Knowin' I ain't 'posed to be alive sadly

Bro 'nem died he say I know you's to death

I wanna blame the n***as I just hold it to myself

Bad thoughts like I'ma hold it to his neck

S**t I'm tryna hold it to his chest

I'm just wonder if I'm too grown to shed tears

My soul ain't been the same I been so damaged through the years

Wish distance between death had made me closer with my kids

I fell out with some n***as made me switch up on my cribs

And when I drop locations down the street from where I live

No tellin' what's on your mind

Your mind

And why you tryna sell me lies

You know it's over with

If you ain't ridin' on family time then it's over with

Bro act like he ain't bogus but he know he is

I'm holdin' back my tears to get my vocals clear

No do you think he had your back

No no no nah

Do you love him

No

Do you really call him your brother

Nah nah nah nah

No tellin' what's on your mind

The graveyard had felt my pain I put my knees in it

I parked the Lamb outside my block I leave my keys in it

Probable cause they tried to say I smoked some w**d in it

I knew it was cap after I smoke I sprayed Creed in it

No tellin' what's on your mind

Your mind