Correction Paroles Not The Same par Mozzy

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Paroles

[Verse 1]
I just wanna be left alone
It's nothin' painful more than death alone
Where all my dead ones go? Like, "Why'd y'all leave me here?"
I know they talkin' back to me but I can't seem to hear
My mentality cloudy, I can't seem to clear it
Evil spirits  can't avoid 'em, I can't seem to shake 'em
I been through shit you couldn't stomach but won't let it break me
Gave jurisdiction hope and niggas still ain't thank me
It don't surprise me though, this shit be comin' with highs and lows
Got so many obituaries, I can't cry no more
The feds stipulation stiff, I can't get high no more
You see me starin' into space, I'm tryna find me soul, nah
Tryna find mysеlf, politely, I declined yo hеlp
It's nothing you can do to bring my niggas back (To bring my niggas back)
And I just want my niggas back
It ain't nothin' you could do to bring my niggas back
And you can't do nothin' for a gangsta, you can't give me that

[Chorus]
They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' I'm not the same
If anything it's the pain, I'm knowin' it's not the fame
I'm knowin' it's not the money
Skizzy on my skully
I ain't know nothing 'bout that backdoor 'til they showed me shit get ugly
They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' I'm not the same
If anything it's the pain, I'm knowin' it's not the fame
I'm knowin' it's not the money
Skizzy on my skully
I ain't know nothing 'bout that backdoor 'til they showed me shit get ugly

[Verse 2]
I use to pray I live forever, shit, I don't care no more
Ayy, am I weird for textin' gang though he ain't here no more?
Mom's couldn't speak at your service 'fore she cleared her throat, she broke down
They ain't know what you meant to us, they know now
Throw rounds
Used to pour out liquor now we pour out pints of [?]
Loyalty related to betrayal, that shit a thin line
Death before dishonor, always been a quote I live by
His son was there to watch them niggas barbecue his ribeye
Gave my patner mama a lil' somethin' just to get by
Even if she get high with it, shit, I don't blame her
The suckas catch me loafin', I promise to die a gangsta
Clip hold twenty, it's nineteen, one in the chamber
They tellin' me I changed, I'm knowin' it ain't the fame
Give a fuck about this money, I just wanted y'all to love me
But after all the sneaky snake shit, how could you trust me?
Niggas forced my hand, shit, I was forced to get 'em slammed

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