B.C.A Mike - December Coming

It's crazy im still searching for your soul
All this chasing shit getting old
Did a lil time in that county
My life ruined
Charges pending
They tryna send me back to the hole
Tryna get me to drop a dime on my bro
Fighting depression
I ain't winning and they knew it
I'm like fuck em we ball
They don't wanna see me win at all
Communicating to the heavens up above
You might think I'm crazy
My past fucked up my love
But it's you who I'm wanting baby
Straight up out the jacktown
Gotta keep a matte black gat round
Missing my grandma I hope she can hear me
Put my soul in this music I hope you can feel me
Popping my shit with a capital P
Money I'm counting
Got love for my peers
They dig in my pockets
Say no it's a problem
Now I gotta solve it
They ask for handouts
Cause they know that I got it
Skinny ass nigga wearing mix match designer
Glock 9 half a P sitting on my counter
Got caught by the folks
Now I'm heading to court
If I get indicted that's a five year timer
Need you for to hold me it ain't gone be long
Need somewhere to feel safe
Somewhere I can call home
I need you to chill out tell me what's this about
Maybe this shit about all the hoes I did wrong
Maybe this about all the hoes they den mentioned
I know that you different correct me if I'm tripping
Ima CEO BCA gang in this bitch
Catch a opp lacking ima leave a stain in this bitch
I'ma step by myself bitch I don't need a click
I'm a shoot till it empty won't stop till it click
In my songs it's a whole lotta pain in this shit
It's a whole lotta whole lotta pain in this shit
It's crazy I'm still searching for your soul
All this chasing shit getting old
Did a lil time in that county
My life ruined
Charges pending
They tryna send me back to the hole
Tryna get me to drop a dime on my bro
Fighting depression
I ain't winning and they knew it
I'm like fuck em we ball
They don't wanna see me win at all
Communicating to the heavens up above
You might think I'm crazy
My past fucked up my love
But it's you who I'm wanting baby
It's you who I'm wanting baby
December coming
I can't make you no promise baby
But I can tell you I been going crazy
Yea i been going crazy
Never was the type to judge off actions
Nobody perfect
When I saw repetition in those actions
Problems resurfaced
They told me to keep my head high
Everytime i was hurting
Tell me was it worth
All this shit worthless
All this shit played out
They say they love me but ain't stayed down
I finally found a way now
To make sure my people straight now
Been thru the storm been thru the rain
Still ain't seen a sunny day now
I guess it's okay now
I guess it's okay now
It's crazy I'm still searching for your soul
All this chasing shit getting old
Did a lil time in that county
My life ruined
Charges pending
They tryna send me back to the hole
Tryna get me to drop a dime on my bro
Fighting depression
I ain't winning and they knew it
I'm like fuck em we ball
They don't wanna see me win at all
Communicating to the heavens up above
You might think I'm crazy
My past fucked up my love
But it's you who I'm wanting baby

Written by:
Michael McGee

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