Telee - Why Me? Lyrics

Yea, huh
Real shit
Anybody that's been through it
You know it ain't easy
You just gotta block some shit out sometime and let it ride you know what I'm talking bot?
Yeah
I'm in a space on my own (Space on my own)
I'm emotionally gone (Emotionally gone)
You can't get to me with nothing I left my feelings at home (Feelings at home)
It's been a long ride been on my own vibe (My own vibe)
I reminisce about the years and how they flown by
I wouldn't appreciate the shine with out them dark days (Dark days)
I really bite you niggas bark that's where we parts ways (Part ways)
Black card on face card not from Barclays
I still scratch off up in that Dodge like it ain't nothing changed (nothing changed)
I went from ashy to classy but they still harass me
Got plenty crypto and plastic but I'm never cashless
Met some real chicks and turned they condos into stashes
I spent some hundos every week just paying for nails and lashes
Learned every aspect of the game like a young Bron James (Young Bron James)
Point forward of the hood was passing out all them thangs (Passing out all them thangs)
Made some orders across the border some of them shits never came (No no no)
Once you done suffered through the struggle you get immune to the pain, yea (No no no)
Was making 20 bands a week off of cheap, with quick turn around
Had them packs moving on every street, that you could turn down
I'm from the H where you get woke out yo sleep, from hearing gun sounds
Kept every thang that you need A to Z, and we don't run out nah
Couldn't understand, I was asking why me?
Supply demand on these back and side side streets
Run up bands that's the plan we gotta eat
You ain't a wolf in this game then you a sheep
I learned how to play my cards when I'm dealing with broads (Dealing with broads)
When they emotionally charged and got they feelings involved (Got they feelings involved)
It's been some women that caught me slippn' and put some dents in cars
One even pulled up on me, drew down on me in my front yard
She would've blasted they'd said it was crime of passion (Crime of passion)
You really f*ckn with this bitch? She kept crying and asking (she kept asking)
But I was good I thank the hood for my quick reactions (Quick reactions)
I took her gun and field stripped it threw three in directions
I probably served you third person and you never met me
Was moving work out my suburban jamming Makeveli (Makeveli)
At AutoZone like I was working but I was trapping heavy (Trapping heavy)
Ain't no telling how many blocks been in that black Chevy (No no no)
Ain't no cap when speak the streets got my receipts
Done seen some 6 figure days at the trap in my peak (Yea yea yea)
Was blowing that 20k off the cheap at the mall and on freaks
Strip clubs and playoff games sitting in court side seats, yeah
Was making 20 bands a week off of cheap, with quick turn around
Had them packs moving on every street, that you could turn down
I'm from the H where you get woke out yo sleep, from hearing gun sounds
Kept every thang that you need A to Z, and we don't run out nah
Couldn't understand, I was asking why me?
Supply demand on these back and side side streets
Run up bands that's the plan we gotta eat
You ain't a wolf in this game then you a sheep