Yeah I said my goodbyes Lost some of the realest niggas in my life I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price [?] I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife Anxiety kept me up on many nights Side with my bitch, yeah, I wasn't committed She said she gon' dip, damn, my heart got omitted She got a new script, yeah, to deal with my feelin's I know I should quit, yeah, it's probably gon' kill 'em But fuck it I feel like I'm ready to die Notorious BIG, fuck a warning, run up and then leg on the fly The bully, you know, I'm no regular guy Pistol stuck to my side just like cellulite Ain't tryna' come off like a stereotype But nigga's did end up in burial sites But failure keep a nigga from reachin' the top I admit I felt like I was scared of those heights Pray that my kids don't inherit my vice I made it, the reaper was sparin' my life Was losin' myself, damn near scarin' my wife Was doin' her wrong, couldn't stare in her eyes I could feel somethin' in the air tonight You nigga's didn't listen to Jarren's advice Oh, you ain't survive in the jungle? Well, you ain't prepared You nigga's too scared of mic? Yeah I said my goodbyes Lost some of the realest niggas in my life I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price [?] I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife Anxiety kept me up on many nights Man, I got bottles, and old school Impalas Got glizzy's and yappa's, bitch you get demolished [?] That bitch gotta donk, but that hoe too snobbish My nigga welcome to the dark side Smell the fear when nigga's let the sparks fly Hit the bottom, where the fuckin' sharks glide New beginning, Jason Voorhees part 5 Put my kids on her, like a park slide Swear the bitch's top, will make your heart cry Swear to god, tell them niggas mark my, words, watch y'all let me march by It's the school bully I'm a beast, right? On my way, while they sittin' seaside Shit, I fuckin' barely trust myself Instead, for you to cross me nigga? That's when we slide 12-piece, hot, deep-fried Shit been different since my uncle Keith died I don't give a fuck about your street tithes This the big dog, from the East-side Benton, yeah Yeah I said my goodbyes Lost some of the realest niggas in my life I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price [?] I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife Anxiety kept me up on many nights Side with my bitch, yeah, I wasn't committed She said she gon' dip, damn, my heart got omitted She got a new script, yeah, to deal with my feelin's I know I should quit, yeah, it's probably gon' kill 'em