Got something to say, you better keep it to yourself
Steering right, then I got out to the left
Never break, put my problems on the shelf
I know how it is when you ain't got nothin' left
I want it all to be over
So much weight on my shoulders
And it ain't gettin' easy
And if I tell you how I feel, tell me would you leave me
Every time I pass the ball, I never been greedy
Please don't hate, I'm gettin' on in this bitch
Gettin' strong in this bitch
In the mall with the stick
My brother died and I died too
See my eyes, yeah, I cried too