Bishop Snow - Dead Man's Diary

The streets don't love you
But maybe these drugs do
The women that fuck you
Is fuckin wit some dude
Who still wanna smoke you
But don't even know you
They won't approach you
I bet that they hope to
That they hope to
These niggas still stressing over diamonds and gold
But I got homies on AB109 and Parole
Sitting in reception cause the state taught us lessons
24 months in the shu, ain't get the message
Cause his bitch Fuckin other niggas, raising his kids
So when he gets released from his 2 year bid
Them 10 day flash's is a walk in the park
Depression hits but drugs don't fill the hole in his heart
Maybe I'm just seeing negatives, the sedatives
Try to ease the pain, but is it really medicine
Alcohol and weed, I never could plead
I take it to the chin, it's affecting my seed
But I'm blind to it, look at how the time ruined
Everything he built up, I couldn't say that I knew it
I had to learn myself, about building up wealth
Cause these streets don't give a fuck about my mental health
The streets don't love you
But maybe these drugs do
The women that fuck you
Is fuckin wit some dude
Who still wanna smoke you
But don't even know you
They won't approach you
I bet that they hope to
That they hope to
Sitting in garages full of 40s and guns
Playing Doggystyle, knowing there's a war to be won
A knife in my waistline, in case I forgot
My beretta while chasing cheddar, the niggas that flip
Tryna kill me cause they never could fill my shoes
Lately i flip my safety while watching the news
Waiting for some info, the niggas that lack
Be the same niggas claiming that they had my back
As a youngin, I learned I should never believe
The words, cause the actions that I never could see
Will always shine brighter when I look in the dark
The innocence could kill me but the pain in my heart
Will always show me guidance when I needed it most
I rendezvous with demons, while I'm raising a toast
I look at my reflection with the glass still broken
I'm living more mental while I drown in emotions
The streets don't love you
But maybe these drugs do
The women that fuck you
Is fuckin wit some dude
Who still wanna smoke you
But don't even know you
They won't approach you
I bet that they hope to
That they hope to
The streets don't love you
But maybe these drugs do
The women that fuck you
Is fuckin wit some dude
Who still wanna smoke you
But don't even know you
They won't approach you
I bet that they hope to
That they hope to

Written by:
Alex Soria, Dwayne Carter

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