I don't open cuz every time I do
the words are like bullets and they're gunnin for you
how could I open up how could I make amends
I never had a family and sure don't got no friends
I only got a brother but right now hes in the pin
he had the same issue, bro I really miss you
I just wish that that blood didn't fuck around and diss you
My brother never had a problem cuz if he did he would solv'em
I just hope that I'll see him before I'm in a coffin
ya see I been down back roads and drinkin
high and over thinkin
I just sit back relapse and let the petal sink in and now I'm flying down the road
thinkin about all the story's life has told
what's happens to a hart made of gold when it's story's never told?
©deadly
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