I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', gang, gang, mob ties what I bleed Don't claim to be a opp cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind? Can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I've been fooled by liars and thieves I sell my Rollie but I know time cannot freeze Once you get my pussy up it's over with Miss who you used to be cause that's who I was closer with I'm in my bag now I act like I don't know the bitch Before I knew what platinum was I was tryna go on hits Well if he act like he bout it then put him on the list You better pick out a casket cause they going quick They gassed him up now tears shedding when they post his pic I know bout some fluky shit I heard he died on the lick My whole squad's going bitch we don't do no assists Potential wasted couldn't stay in this lane he ain't know his niche Might catch him at the red light tryna load his blick Everyday I gamble with your life all we know is risk From the windy city where you bound to see the coldest shit I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', gang, gang, mob ties what I bleed Don't claim to be a opp cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I've been fooled by liars and thieves I sell my rollie but I know time cannot freeze Switches on them glizzies get to blowin' like it's for me Promise to my son that the streets won't get no more of me Remember every line from that obituary poetry See they peep I'm ballin' now just go back to ignore me Always got his badge, unleash the beast when they record me Lord I'm tryna take it easy on them but they forcin' me See him in person and that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin' Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in a van You know it's fuck the other side cause my niggas gone Always been fuck the other side, we don't get alone If we bump heads like Mara Gaye, let's get it on Ain't for the hair, that chopper spray, we get them gone Independent her hair down and she feelin' grown Tryna correct her flaws, she filled with silicone And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P In the trenches yellin', gang, gang, mob ties what I bleed Don't claim to be a opp cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind? Can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I've been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie but I know time cannot freeze