United In Grief

I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime

(Tell them, tell 'em, tell them the truth)

I hope you find some paradise

(Tell them, tell them the truth)

(Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em your-)

I've been going through something

One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days

I've been going through something

Be afraid

What is a bitch in a miniskirt?

A man in his feelings with bitter nerve

What is a woman that really hurt?

A demon, you're better off killing her

What is a relative making repetitive narratives

On how you did it first?

That is a predator, hit reverse

All of your presidents' evil thirst

What is a neighborhood rep'table?

That is a snitch on a pedestal

What is a house with a better view?

A family broken in variables

What is a rapper with jewelry?

A way that I show my maturity

What if I call on security?

That mean I'm calling on God for purity

I went and got me a therapist

I can debate on my theories and sharing it (woah)

Consolidate all my comparisons

Humble enough because time is imperative (woah)

Started to feel like there's only one answer

To everything, I don't know where it is (woah)

Popping a bottle of Claritin (woah)

Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah)

Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing?

I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex

Indulging myself and my life and my music

The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac

The world that we in is just menacing

The demons portrayed as religionous

I wake in the morning, another appointment

I hope the psychologist's listening

The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon

The, where you from, it was all for rap

I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax

Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice

Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic

Never had it in public, late reaction

50K to cousins, post a caption

Pray none of my enemies hold me captive

I grieve different

I grieve different (huh)

I met her on the third night of Chicago

North America tour, my enclave

Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model

Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible

Eyes like green penetrating the moonlight

Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like

Big Bang for theory, God, hoping you hear me

Phone off the ringer, tell the world I'm busy

Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough

Sympathize when her daddy in a chain gang

Her first brother got killed, he was 21

I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave

Heart broken when Estelle didn't say goodbye

Chad left his body after we FaceTimed

Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour, sex the pain away

I grieve different

I grieve different (huh)

The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon

The, where you from, it was all for rap

I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax

Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice

Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic

Never had it in public, late reaction

50K to cousins, post a caption

Pray none of my enemies hold me captive

So what, paralyzed, the county building controlled us

I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once

I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in

I watched Keem buy four cars in four months

You know the family dynamics on repeat

The insecurities locked down on PC

I bought a .223, nobody peace treat

You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT

Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche

Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions

Poverty was the case, but the money wiping the tears away

I grieve different

(Everybody grieves different)

(Everybody grieves different)

I grieve different (huh)