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therapy 4 - big sad 1900 lyrics

[chorus]
i lost homies it been heavy on my mind
feel like a b*tch if i just sit around and cry
we go come and slide ill crash about my pride
he made comments on the net he just a kid man he’ll die
granny please forgive me for the way i been living
beef with both my babies mommas i ain’t even see my children
keep speaking on death they like bro get up out yo feelings
told my n*gga keep a strap [?] he ain’t listen

[verse 1]
my grandpa died and i cried like a b*tch
beefing wit my n*gga cuz he think i f*cked his b*tch
fans love me when i’m out they be like takе a pic
i got smoke with the homie i ain’t going out likе mitch
i cried tears in the booth this sh*t for steve*o
told me i can’t be up in the city im on pico
[?] play with boys and yall act like he a hero
real n*ggas calling from the pen free geno
i was rapping tryna make it pop
caught a case then i had to sell my watch
i drove buckets they broke down right on the block
my b*tch left me i did time up in the box
yo kids growing up u been gone this sh*t hurt
i got demons in my body i might go to church
i could put that on the bible play wit me we making shirts
this money don’t feel the same i get paid to write a verse n*gga
[chorus]
i lost homies it been heavy on my mind
feel like a b*tch if i just sit around and cry
we go come and slide ill crash about my pride
he made comments on the net he just a kid man he’ll die
granny please forgive me for the way i been living
beef with both my babies mommas i ain’t even see my children
keep speaking on death they like bro get up out yo feelings
told my n*gga keep a strap [?] he ain’t listen

[verse 2]
every real n*gga need a lil therapy
my momma in the hospital this sh*t scaring me
n*ggas speaking on my name its like they daring
only real n*ggas on my side when they carry me
bet alot of n*ggas go die when they bury me
give my money to my son could no b*tch bury me
i truly miss my friend he been gone ryan beverly
n*ggas like you made it out the storm im like barely
beefing wit my homies so we popped his lil brother
n*ggas play wit us and we might k!ll a n*gga mother
i was broke i seen spook pull up coupes with baby glover
lost some words when i see deedee at the funeral i hugged her
i can’t explain how im feeling this sh*t pain
closed casket shot my n*gga in his brain
pbg or nothing grew up next to big insane
i still got love for [beep] i be seeing that she changed
[chorus]
i lost homies it been heavy on my mind
feel like a b*tch if i just sit around and cry
we go come and slide ill crash about my pride
he made comments on the net he just a kid man he’ll die
granny please forgive me for the way i been living
beef with both my babies mommas i ain’t even see my children
keep speaking on death they like bro get up out yo feelings
told my n*gga keep a strap [?] he ain’t listen

- big sad 1900 lyrics

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