Ooooooh, baby But as a man I have feelings and it get hard to express them Easy on the beat When I cry, I cry alone cause folks don't understand Folks sayin' stay strong, it's part of bein' a man But as a man I have feelings and it get hard to express them PTSD, anxiety and depression I put a smile on just to face the pain I bite my tongue, can't write my owns, I'm gettin' closer to the flames Body fightin' bout the fame, I just wanna live better Buy some stocks, *** a drug, take some checks and I'ma scratch em' Can't let my feelings get the best, stick your chest out and fight back Focus more on yourself, run up a check and let that bread stay Don't think that I will ever love again After all the pain that I been in Can't get a grip on my emotions, swear this gas got me floatin' Change the number to my phone, it ain't nothin' we can speak on Family'll do you dirtier than the ones that wanna see you fall But my head held high, swear to God ain't no fallin' off *** everybody, *** around until the rubber off Cold hearted niggas, if they didn't feel me back, they feel me now Feelin' like booze, nigga, independent, so bitch wipe me down If you step lace up your shoes, cuz we gon' walk em' down Niggas schemin', I'm a demon, wrote this verse at church I went right back on the scene, I'm tryna scope it first Steady plottin', bodies droppin', we gon' put in work Hey D-O-8, I'm 3-0-8, gon' stain a nigga's shirt Hey, we got drugs like 808s and choppers go berserk Don't try to play me like a pussy, we gon' get you murked My niggas find me like a slug, they tryna clean your nose *** em' lads, when we step, we tryna send em' home If he ditch, get no reply like I cut off my phone If he reach up with the left, that shot gon' get us gone *** his bitch like a dog, I made her fetch the bone Put my pain on the chain, it blessed, it set in stone I really do this *** for real, I'm just back in my zone Nigga bitchin' like some ho, they just won't leave me alone How the *** you say you gangsta playin' on my phone? If it beef, then we gon' eat, I'm tryna make it known Put some money on his head, but he won't make it home I got a feeling in my chest, bitch, don't look at me wrong If that pressure get up top, bitch, we gon' get him gone I'm tryna put that boy to rest if that weapon's drawn I'm tryna put that boy to rest if that weapon's drawn