1 (Ricky Hil)
By the time I woke up, she was already gone,
How can you love me, if I'm alone,
Here I go on a road I never been on,
And I'm leaving you for everything you did wrong,
I don't wanna go back to that same place,
Replay memories that I erased,
It's too bad, I'm irate,
I've been getting real high at a high rate,
My mom said she coming this Friday,
Until then Im'a fly away,
I don't want her to see me like I am now,
This is Nostra, this is Devil's playground,
Pop a pill, play around take her down,
Until shes making sounds
I usually stay around
A couple pounds and some lean,
A couple nightmares and some dreams,
It ain't what it seems
I know, you can't understand me,
And I don't really care,
If you can't stand me,
Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed,
Prolly go to hell, won't be with you instead,
From my ex if she wishing me well,
You can listen and tell
2 (Boo Bonic)
Aye I can't help it that sometime I get a chick
But like her friend, better,
How I'm doing, I've been better,
Enough said, Thin letter,
Can't help who you fuck with,
Can't choose who you stuck with,
Like huh who she come from,
Wonder who I end up with,
My homies think it's fly yeah,
Me too but it jam though
Always get a little tricky
When you fuck the fam though,
Oh, that's fucked up,
I pray no karma,
Incase im draped in armor,
Plus both are nice, Fuck on the other hand though,
Pop that, got ammo,
She a soldier, I'm in camo,
A range of bad bitches, but they boxed in like
Land rov-er, did it occur, I'm that nigga,
Fuck with her, keep shit 1, zero zero per,
Add that cent, bitch is you bent, huh
I know, you can't understand me,
And I don't really care,
If you can't stand me,
Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed,
Prolly go to hell, won't be with you instead,
From my ex if she wishing me well,
You can listen and tell
3 (Ricky Hil)
It's dark out by the time I step out,
I'm really losing it now,
Pain pills sleeping pills and tussin,
I've been abusing it now,
And you don't know, how i've died,
A million times, by your side,
And if we try, and if we lose,
How will I fight, past the bruise
Baby I know, that you're loose,
Baby I know what to do with you,
You don't even know what to do with me,
Every pretty broad had their way with me,
Baby I'm thin, running thin here I go again,
If they even really know,
They'd let a mutha fucka in
I know, you can't understand me,
And I don't really care,
If you can't stand me,
Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed,
Prolly go to hell, won't be with you instead,
From my ex if she wishing me well,
You can listen and tell