Voices

Stephen Brown

Good night, dark boy
Yeah, my head full of thoughts
Yeah, don't know what you thought
Yeah, did this shit from the start

This is the plot
I've been thinking a lot, getting my pen and I jot
And I'm right off the lot and I'm moving a lot
I'm moving a lot cause I got me some money

I got me a gun, now this shit is not funny
I remember all of them days back in high school, man
I'm taking them pills, man, I feel like a junkie, god damn
It was ruining my mind, it's rotting me, damn

I feel like a zombie, a game like Jumanji
It's rotting me, killing me, damn it
Now remember they called me a junkie
It's cool, it's fine

I'm getting so high, my mind got out of that jam
Now I'm trying to put on my fam
Ain't got no more friends, too much
Just a few, yeah

And I give you my all and I give you my heart if I'm trusting in you
I'm looking outside, not a wonderful view
And I don't even feel safe, so we gotta move
Who at the door? Knock knock

Who that is
Yeah, they come to the crib, yeah they come with that bullshit
I ain't even trying to hear it
I ain't trying to kick it, we is not cool

So I go a little crazy
So I take a little more of that drink
So I take another perky, I take another thirty
Now I drink me some lean, now the cup is really dirty

Now I need me another cup, now I gotta go and double up
Yeah, I need me another one, I don't even know how to feel
This my first time doing this shit for real
Remember my first time out on the drill

Remember that first time I fell down that hill
This shit for real, this not no fake, no fable
I remember killed that nigga like it's Abel or Cain
Hold on wait man, remember them days back then

Yeah, I was feeling all of that pain
And shit ain't the same and I won't remain
Nothing ever lasts forever, so you better get it in right now
So man if you got some smarts, better go and use it cause you know that you clever

Get you some money, some millions, some hundreds, some thousands
Go run that shit up
Don't let nobody try to tear you down
They all just some haters oh

Never listen to somebody who ain't even try
Don't even listen to them guys
Cause them guys not really your guys
Yeah, them guys gon' look you in the eyes with fake smiles and all

Just leave them surprised, yeah, leave them in awe
I'm pushing to open up all of the doors
I love me the lean, so I gotta pour more
But they tell me I can't have no drugs

The drugs was the first thing that showed me some love
The drugs kept me close, they gave me some hugs
When I ain't have nothing, when people mean mug

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