Lyrics
Yes sir,
PG coming back in the cut,
I might of fell off but now I'm back up,
And I'm feeling like I'm blessed up,
I swear to god man I love this fucking beat,
What good is love,
Check it, check it, check it, look,
What good is love if all I ever felt was pain,
I'm wearing sweaters to get me thru this hard rain,
Cleaning my thermals thru this clogged drain,
I wear my heart on my sleeve, like a cut vein,
No need for impressions, I'm a simple man,
Majority of my homies like to catch a plane,
I told them I got them without a hesitation man,
And they already know that they don't owe me a thang,
Constantly giving more than what I receive back,
I wish I could undo it all with a receipt attached,
I be asking for too much like a lottery scratch,
Searching for a patch in my heart so I could seal the latch,
Too much time that I spend in my mind,
Making sure that my friends and my family is fine,
Feeling so distant as I walk this line,
Looking for a sign, but my only answer is what good is
Roberto Gomez
O/B/O DistroKid