Smile To Life

Yeah, whatever comes
I just let it come
And whatever stays
I just let it stay
Whatever goes
I just let it go
But I cannot let go of all this pain
And I cannot let go of yesterday
PTSD higher than a plane
I be trying to think
What's the best to say
When you come around
It just ain't the same
It ain't the same
Can't even explain
Times they change
I got to switch up my ways
I just got to get out this place
No I don't do what I want
I'ma do what I need
Money calling I got to speed
I'ma do what I got to do
I got to eat
What I'm smoking on
Shit ain't cheap
What I do this shit ain't for the weak
I'm after these racks everyday of the week
I pour out my heart in a message
As soon as I read it
Then I get to pressing delete
I just be smoking
Ain't pressing for weed
I ain't pressed for no bitch
They ain't impressing me
I be bending her over
And clapping the cheeks
Whatever you put out
You gon' receive
I told 'em don't doubt me
You gonna see
Late night talks what do you want to be
But I ain't get too close to nobody
'Cause people gon' switch up
It ain't what it seems
I'ma air out the switch
And I dip out the scene
And I'm gonna make it
Won't dip on a dream
I don't care in this bitch
I be packing my heat
Need the best of the best
I ain't doing it cheap
I'ma do it for me
And I ain't finna stop
Not 'till I got all the guap
I ain't finna stop
Not for the cops
I gotta get to the spot
40 kicking a lot
If I hit the block
Than you better duck from the shots
I could beat up the box
But shawty a smoochie
I told her I just want the top
(Just want the)
How I'm 'gon fail if I ain't ever quit
You gotta be strong
You gotta move on
How is you still tripping over that bitch
I'ma stay with the grip
I ain't trip over shit
With a flick of the wrist
I could empty the clip
With a snap of my finger
I'm making him flip
Weight on my shoulder
A big ass chip
What am I holding a big ass grip
I'm toting right on a big old bitch
If I don't got the pipe
Got a big old fist
I get to punching him right in his shit
I just be spinning like Tokyo drift
I pick up a pack and it got to go quick
Whatever come my way
I'm letting it in
And whatever dip
I'm just letting it dip
Yeah, whatever comes
I just let it come
And whatever stays
I just let it stay
Whatever goes
I just let it go
But I cannot let go of all this pain
And I cannot let go of yesterday
PTSD higher than a plane
I be trying to think
What's the best to say
When you come around
It just ain't the same
It ain't the same
Can't even explain
Times they change
I got to switch up my ways
I just got to get out this place
No I don't do what I want
I'ma do what I need
Money calling I got to speed
I'ma do what I got to do
I got to eat
What I'm smoking on
Shit ain't cheap