Is it me
I try to go harder than it gets
I think that's my problem is it me
Can't complain when I go through the shits
Know that I'll see brighter days
I can hear my mama say
What's up from a better place
As soon as I fly away
We gone have to link and cut up
And I ain't mad at you
Know you damn happy
You know I was never afraid to be alone
It was a bad habit
These girls was mad at me
You should have seen them Mama
It was mad tragic
This is God level here
I need more shit like this
You don't know a nigga like that
You may have to get a flight back
I was holding on to things
Never did give the knife back
Imma trade it for the wings
I know I'm on the right track yeah, yeah
Is it me
I try to go harder than it gets
I think that's my problem is it me
Can't complain when I go through the shits
Know that I'll see brighter days
I can hear my mama say
What's up from a better place
As soon as I fly away
We gone have to link and cut up
I never got to grieve
I can't even picture Brian's face
I hope y'all don't forget me when I leave
De-stress when I roll me up some weed
Dip that bitch in kief
Ashes on my sheets
(Aye) Nana I'm a motherfuking beast (beast)
And I'm fly as fuck like I'm Tuskegee
Shorty trippin' like she got loose shoe strings
How you mad then not mad when I buy you some new things
Ooh excuse me
Black men don't cheat
I send prayers up I just hope that they reach
Is it me
Is it me
I'm with the cuz Willie
White in the gold now
Me and the Aunt C
C, a nigga grown now
Hey look posed Mama
Go head, smile for 'em
Is it me