Lyrics Back Against The Wall - Jace!

Aye, you know (Aye, Bitch, Aye, Go, Aye)
I came up lost and all you know, aye (Brrr, Aye)
I'm lonely as a bitch but aye
Say lil brudda
This shit gon' get better and we gon' keep pushin'
You know I-I-I didn't even have to speak on this but I did you know

Aye, go (Brrr, Brr, Brr)
I don't even take care of myself no more
Back against the wall, I done lost it all
I still don't know how it go (Go)
3 baby mommas in, I just got some kids
All of them girls is gone (Gone)
My niggas is dead and I can't even spin
Cause my kids just can't be alone ('lone)
Nigga killed Rock, got shanked in jail
I hope he die in his dreams (Bitch)
My girl walked out, and it hurt like hell
On why she decided to leave (Go)
My unborn son don't deserve this shit
I feel like his daddy ain't shit (Bitch)
Cause Jalen, momma was with me right or wrong
But I was too focused on hittin' a bitch
I can't even comprehend how I put my feelings first
Before everyone else's (Else's)
Sip up a tequila, threw back a Xan
Damn, I feel so selfish (Selfish)
I'm a narcissistic bitch who think he lit
Damn, I'm selfless
You lose one battle and then they switch
Damn, I feel so helpless (Helpless)
Niggas keep callin' my phone
I won't even reply with a message (Message)
I had to get my zone (Zone)
I fucked up, now it's treacherous
Destiny, sorry for treating you wrong
But I feel like you ain't respect me
Aubrey, I'm sorry for fucking you over
But I still feel like you lettin' me
Katie, I'm sorry for fucking you over
You ain't deserve it, I'm extra
Did one thing, I did it again
Then, it had turned into a plethora
Cujo, I'm sorry for lettin' you down
We shouldn't of turned into a stepper
Xavier, Blake, Zay, Nathan
I shouldn't of tried steppin' up (Steppin' up)
Sometimes these emotions start gettin' the best of us
I shouldn't of start lettin' up (Lettin' up)
I follow my deen but I don't even pray enough
I feel like God keep testin' us
I got some money then I came up
Now niggas focused on pressing us (Pressin' us)
You was my girl until the end
Nobody ever impressin' us (Impressin us)

(Aye, you know I'm going with you til the end brudda)
Shouldn't of put my hands on her (War)
All my kids, I'm sorry (War)
I feel like I damned on ya (War)
Baby mommas, tell 'em, "Im sorry, I bombed on ya" (War)
Fucked myself helping everybody out
I can't call on ya (War, War)
I just wanna call on ya (War, War)
Baby can I call on ya? (War, War)
Sorry that I couldn't fall on ya (War, War)
I couldn't call on ya (War)