K0NTR0L - BACK 2 Y0U

I made me a mill', ain't talkin bout Meek
You know that this lifestyle shit ain't cheap
I pull up with gunners, ain't talkin bout Gunna
But they is still gunnin ya down in your sleep (Down in your sleep)
I used to have struggles to walk on my feet
I know that I'm weird, I know ima freak (I know ima freak)
Got love for my brothers, and only my mother
Remember when we used to share all the sheets
A nigga got bands now (Now I got bands)
Baby just came in the room, just gimme time to get my pants down
Just know that I'm gonna make it back to you, I promise I never just ran out
My feelings get stronger when we at the school, and I gotta see you all fanned out
I still don't got anything planned out (I don't got a plan)
I got me a big head, she give me big head
Whippin these streets, like I got a moped
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm sippin my same cup, like it's a code red
Only listen to momma, don't care what a hoe said
Back in MI, I used to have no bread
Now a nigga chill at home havin phone sex
I gave her the milk, take her eye out, protest
They asked what I'm doin, I said I don't know yet (I don't know)
I hang with the killers, I stay with the mob
I be on business, they callin me bob
The hardest of days are when my heart is robbed
The hardest of workers do nothing at all
Already 15 and I don't got a job, cause I'm tryna make this my life
Remember when I used to stare at the ceiling at night
Wondering if I would do right by you
I made me a mill', ain't talkin bout Meek
You know that this lifestyle shit ain't cheap
I pull up with gunners, ain't talkin bout Gunna
But they is still gunnin ya down in your sleep (Yeah, yeah, yeah, down in your sleep)
I used to have struggles to walk on my feet
I know that I'm weird, I know ima freak
Got love for my brothers, and only my mother
Remember when we used to share all the sheets
A nigga got bands now
Baby just came in the room, just gimme time to get my pants down
Just know that I'm gonna make it back to you, I promise I never just ran out (Back to you)
My feelings get stronger when we at the school, and I gotta see you all fanned out
I still don't got anything planned out (Like what, damn)

Written by:
Cristian Hawkins

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