Too many days I been working been a slave to the long nights Still, I made it back, only think I lost it all twice If it is not upwards of 150 we don't talk price Damn I done did some dirty deeds in these offwhites Damn I done did some dirty deeds in this offwhites Pour the pain up in this cup I'm making it a long night Confessions with the reverend empty lies that I'll be alright Demon in these streets but to myself I feel like All Might Lowering the fall of me Hate in all my arteries Drowing dreams they bother me Pain with no apologies He's been smoking it gets to breathe Too close harm if you alarming me Get back, fear of freeze get on your knees Still that kid that thought it all in reach I been good for a minute think the relapse coming Wish that I could hit the reset button And the fiends asking me with each step running In between everything they just scream back hunting It's me. Passively acting like everythings peak A villain inside but im acting inactive real accurately Now I just wail when they ask me to speak Too many days I been working been a slave to the long nights Still I made it back, only think I lost it all twice If it is not upwards of 150 we don't talk price Damn I done did some dirty deeds in these offwhites Too many days I been working been a slave to the long nights Still I made it back, only think I lost it all twice If it is not upwards of 150 we don't talk price Damn I done did some dirty deeds in these offwhites Ah, I feel cursed I don't know how when I try im the worst My life's just flashing I can't find my words I'm made from dirt, grime, I came from the earth I don't know how but I make that shit work (I don't know but I make that shit) Wasn't given much detail but we bout to make that work Know he got a rollie imma take that first And the house all black through the back I lurk Taking plaques, taking racks, make a stack I earned All the karma that was given for all the sinning I did in these True Religions when I was taking benjis and gold Keep metal on me in-case we taking a soul Now the memories haunt me and they taking a toll Skipping town, green gas gotta make it brown Left with the pawnshop with a couple pounds Now that boy stuffed in the lost and found Forreal forreal forreal On this journey to make me a mil Trap phone only ring when it got a new bill Gotta go send a new pack up the hill Shorty imported she bad from Brazil Glock in her purse in case she on a drill She not a fighter but for me she kill Lifestyle of spiders we're webbing to build Too many days I been working been a slave to the long nights Still I made it back, only think I lost it all twice If it is not upwards of 150 we don't talk price Damn I done did some dirty deeds in these offwhites