Lyrics Mental - Eli Fross

Great John on the beat, by the way
Ohhhh, yeah, oh, yeah
Too much pain, too much pain, Fross
(Hook)
I was jus′ hittin' licks everyday tryna get my bank up
Niggas hatin′ on me, sick
Tryna bite, now I gotta keep that thang tucked
Know I got good sight, I can see him
Watch I really let that thing buss
DND on bitches hittin' up my phone
I ain't tryna say nun, I ain′t tryna say nothing
I am jus′ living that lifestyle (That lifestyle)
That's word to my mother
I can′t with you niggas, you play tryna cross bounds (huh)
And nah I can't love on these bitches,
They playin and starting to sneak now[?] (huh)
But free up all my felons (ooo)
Love my fallen up in Heaven
Forgive me Father up in Heaven (Huh)

Yeah yeah
OFFWHITE drip, no basic
When I get bent, don′t chase 'em
Moonrock spliff, my car like spaceship
Take big trips, big rating[?]
Two floors spot whole gang get sanctioned (yeah)
If I want it, I′ll take it
Ain't have shit, why you made I made it? (yeahh)
'Cause you know I been going through it
But I gotta keep it movin′
In this foreign car, I′m zoomin'
And if you out here trickin′ on some bitch then you losin'
I ain′t really have shit in my life, jus' know that
Anything I grasp on, know I hold on tight
Day after day, prime after prime
Know I′m still gon' fight
It could be a whole war in this bitch
Imma make it home by tonight, nigga
Imma make it home by da, night
Tonight, I'm boutta catch me a drill (yeah yeah)
By the morning, I′ll sell those pills
Rent comin′ soon, gotta pay those bills
Need weed, hear the bro got deals
Through the time, only gang can squeal
Free Dev, he the realest of the real
Free Bo-Dot bring him close up the jail, close up the jail (Huh)
Can't fit shoes, can′t try to walk a nigga life
Like pencils, keep lead on me through the night
Official niggas always dyin', ain′t right
Like Blue's Clues, he a mystery if he lie
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Fross (Huh)

(Hook)
I was jus′ hittin' licks everyday tryna get my bank up
Niggas hatin' on me, sick
Tryna bite, now I gotta keep that thang tucked
Know I got good sight, I can see him
Watch out let me let that thang buss
DND on bitches hittin′ up my phone
I ain′t tryna say nun, I ain't tryna say nothing
I am jus′ living that lifestyle (That lifestyle)
That's word to my mother
I can′t with you niggas, you play tryna cross bounds (huh)
And nah I can't love on these bitches,
They playin and starting to sneak now[?] (huh)
But free up all my felons (oh yeah)
Love my fallen up in Heaven
Forgive me Father up in Heaven
(Forgive me Father up in Heaven)
(I love all my fallen up in Heaven)