Burks - Take My Hand Lyrics

Take my hand but we probably can't walk like this forever
No clingy shit I love her touch it's something special
They say to weather any storm, you do that shit together
But lately I ain't been seeing clear
Maybe this our worse weather
Maybe I ain't moving clever, but I always keep it G
And I'm sick and tired of stressing maybe I just want my peace
These niggas out here riding waves, talking bout they keep it P
I cant trust too many shit I see my family and barely speak
I put on Amiri's and Off-White for the hell of it
They talking bout robbing me, man I hope them boys be heaven scent
Ain't stressing shit about a these niggas that I'm better than
Burks a cash cow its only right he get that cheddar in
I wonder why they count me out
When I been getting backends
I wrote a text that said I love her but I never hit send
I did some things I can't rebuttal
So its hard to make amends
If things do ever change
I just hope that she'd be willing to-
I done made some money all seasons, but still fighting demons
I been up, but I heard they sleeping
I bought Tempur-Pedic
Yea I told her that I love her
Lying for my own lil reason
But that probably one of the main reason she be traumatized
Same way these niggas claim they upping, then these niggas die
Yeen never heard the saying that life can catch you by surprise
I ain't rocking roller blades still I'm gone forever slide
Baby I'm no Audemar cant be out here just giving time
She ain't my side peace but stayed right by my side through
I done rolled with the punches, I might as well start grooving
Babygirl be smart as hell but moving like she kind of clueless
How these niggas kiss and tell that never been my type of movement
I always been the type to do it
Get a bag and run it up
Kind of like I'm Giannas got my weight up cause I play for Bucks
I can give a lot of things, but its rare that I'm gone give my trust
Niggas talk like Charlamagne, and be the ones to bite the dust
Take my hand let's run it up
Maybe we can pour some Stella
Sip til you feel real good
Open up and say whatever
I ain't from the worse hood, but keep a stick like Donatello
Maybe cause my angels ghetto
I pray they help me as I carry on
Protect me from the ones who be changing like they Megatron
Man them snakes be hard to see and they right there in the f*cking lawn
Friends are like the seasons first they here and then them niggas gone
They ain't see the whole picture
Maybe cause it wasn't drawn