Z3L - Pocket Watching

Cut off if you pocket watching
Ain't no pressure, already know how all those opps be talking
Cried when I lost em, might be gone but no they're not forgotten
I Ran a check up on my own when I ran out of options
Know they hate me you can tell them that I'm good regardless
Didn't expect you to switch up, that's why it hurt the hardest
Game ain't over til the casket, I just barely started
Chased a bag together, same ones Imma chase the stars with
You got a problem with me there's no need to speak about it
I knew you lied to me, the truth you tried to sneak around it
Keep my family so close it's like I can't breathe without em
I Lost sleep it didn't matter how much sheep I counted
I been down bad so they
Tell me keep my head up
Henny in my red cup
Fuck hoes get your bread up
Life ain't here forever
You don't gotta love me
Long as we together
Fuck you if it's fuck me
Pain just made me better
Barley show my feelings I know they don't give a damn about me
But I got niggas who gon step an throw them hands about me
I proved em wrong so many times but I know they still doubt me
Made the whole city my trap, we moved out different houses
Don't come round on games cause the gang don't play
Pray that all this pain go away, go away
A hunnid, never change, Been the same always
Depression in my head, stuck in the rain all day
Cut off if you pocket watching
Ain't no pressure, already know how all those opps be talking
Cried when I lost em, might be gone but no they're not forgotten
I Ran a check up on my own when I ran out of options
Know they hate me you can tell them that I'm good regardless
Didn't expect you to switch up, that's why it hurt the hardest
Game ain't over til the casket, I just barely started
Chased a bag together, same ones Imma chase the stars with
Had to get it out the mud
Momma worked two nine to five's
I stopped focusing on love
Got hurt way too many times
Niggas claim they bout their business
Why they always up in mine
Tried to hit us with the book
Told lil bro that we'll be fine
We took some losses but it's ok
Blunts still filled with propane
How you hate me cause I'm eating
I don't bring up your plate
Don't listen, I won't obey
We fucking ain't no roleplay
Throw it in a circle girl I'm tryna see it rotate
Opps be tryna locate
Mask on if we hit em, we don't show face then it's no case
Fuck twelve tatted on me, I trust no jakes cause they all snakes
How they claim they gon play, when it's game time they turn snow flake
Couple shots of Jose, she gon eat it like it's yoplait
Cut off if you pocket watching
Ain't no pressure, already know how all those opps be talking
Cried when I lost em, might be gone but no they're not forgotten
I Ran a check up on my own when I ran out of options
Know they hate me you can tell them that I'm good regardless
Didn't expect you to switch up, that's why it hurt the hardest
Game ain't over til the casket, I just barely started
Chased a bag together, same ones Imma chase the stars with

Written by:
Denzel Acha

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