6W - Bacc 2 My Notes Lyrics

Girl, I really like you, like you, like you, yeah Girl, I really like you, like you, like you, yeah
This motherf*cker too trim, Louis I done rapped so much, up off the dome
I think my head swole Like antisocial, I ain't social
I can't really stand folks I took that journey for my people
Half of all my friends gone And it be so hard, when you know you work so hard
You just can't let go Go bar for bar, they said my shit too hard
Free all, my jail bro's and we know yo dog, he ain't on shit
We made him tuck his tailbone I grind so hard, come cut my hand
I'm still gon' use my elbow That f*cked me up, granddad a f*ckin' rat
But who the hell know? I told myself that I would drop this weed
But who the hell know? I told my gang that I would drop this week
Just me and Lil' Zo I'm young and turnt and I can't lose
I get off in all these songs I'm tryna have 50,000 people
Singin' six of my songs man man be strictly to his self
And they don't know what he on That boy just living how he live
He gon' go by what he know Wish I was there that day
That Kel got shot in front of that store like it ain't no difference, I can't change it
How the hell would I know? Na you can't help me, I got problems
I gotta heal on my own I can't complain, my life been great
But I still feel all alone Still reminiscing bout that feeling
When your home feel like home The only time I feel at peace
Is when I'm back in my notes