作词 : Keyanta Bullard

作曲 : Keyanta Bullard

I don't feel the same

I don't feel the same no more (I can't)

I don't feel the same, I don't feel it, I don't, I don't

I don't feel the same, I don't

I don't even got the same dream, I don't

(Damn, Smoot, that's you?)

Tryna be the best father for Jr and Karaun

Tryna be a better role model that I should've been for Quan

And, bae, I know that it's been hard

But I promise, you the one

Streets took a toll on me, I'm still paranoid with my gun

Drownin' myself inside this cup, man, this drank got me stuck

I ain't conversatin' 'bout nobody, the whole world know what's up

Feel them people movin' in

I'm prayin' nobody ain't wearin' a wire

Could've gave my mom that bag that I had spent on my attire (Facts)

And I'm mentally ****ed up, seventy thousand on the chain

Regrettin' that shit I did, I could've split that with the gang

They go on the 'net and try to embarrass me, blogs tryna bash me

It's niggas tryna toe tag me and the prosecutors tryna max me

Steady tryna guide Rabbit down the right road (Red)

Our story get deep deeper, it's some shit that's untold

It's kinda hard to trust my dog when I know a couple niggas told

Why the fvck you lyin' sayin' you here when I'm really out here on my own?

Under the street lights

Nobody know what it feel like

When you can't go back home

Outside, all alone (I'm outside, all alone)

Under the street lights

Nobody know what it feel like

When you can't go back home

Tryna survive on my own

The roles of playin' the boss

You gotta pick up everybody slack (Facts)

Even when you don't know what to do

You gotta figure out and handle that

Everything fall back on you

When it's goin' good, they salute you

When it's all bad, they pointin' at you

Everybody else did, I ain't neglect you, I accept you

When I speak the truth, it hurt you

And when you was callin' out, I was first to

All the wrong that I had did, I still don't deserve you

When you cross me, I ain't cross you

When you lost me, it cost you

You a peasant, how the fvck that you gon' tell me what a boss do?

And this is a letter to my sons

When it's all said and done

Don't trust none of these niggas

Never forget that you the one (Y'all the one)

And this is letter to my dogs, I done risked shit for y'all

I had a dream that all us would ball (Hold on)

Back to the drawin' board when I recreated my wish

Told 'em I was done with the streets

They told me, "That's not real shit"

I can't consult my time involvin' in bullshit

Reminiscin' 'bout times, it's some shit I can't forget

Under the street lights

Nobody know what it feel like

When you can't go back home

Outside, all alone

Under the street lights

Nobody know what it feel like

When you can't go back home

Tryna survive on my own (I was tryna survive on my own)

I don't feel the same

I'm tryna survive on my own out here

I'm talkin' 'bout, "I'm done with the streets"

They told me that wasn't real

They want me to die in the streets

I got a different pickle