3107 Lyrics

Fighting demons in my past

Karma gettin licks back

Smokin pain though this gas

Life going fast

Runnin low in this bag, tryna make this shit last

Paint my wrongs on this mask, put my pain on the Mac

Said I was worse for the better

Through these storms I weather

She left me for the better

Be on my mind can't forget her

Still feel the same when I met her

Little angel flock her feathers

Always stayed my brothers keeper

Even put twin on features

Lost my brothers through our seasons

Goin through shit not a reason

Freestylin in your room

Do what you told me to do

Said leave her in my past, but that shit ain't help me either

Smokin woods while we work our craft, but you rather sink get deeper

On my lonesome I'm just in my room

I'm so sad might as well have the blues

I'm so quiet I'm not talking to you

All I need is this music and you

If you ain't here GOD will hold me down

When this shit pop off don't come around

If you knew me back then, you don't know me now

I smoke on this gas got me in the clouds