So much time for me to speak up, but I keep quiet
I'll complicate the most eventually (Come on, uh, uh)
The power's out and I can't turn the fan on (Come on, come on ayy, Twister, you did your thing on this one)
I'm not okay, I'm not alright, I'm rockin' new Gen 5 with the Mikes
I seen my nigga get put on the deathbed, hundred to zero, it's takin' his life
I got a call at like 7 in the mornin', they told me it's over, I couldn't even cry
Soon as I got to the body, the tears kept comin', I'm lookin' him right in his eyes for real
Brother be tweakin', he act like a hype and he act like he better when he get a pill
Mama be askin' me why I be thinkin' this hot shit turnt, but it give me a thrill
Really, the voice in my head, he just wanna be gone and I'm tryna tell him to chill
I fell in love with you in the summer, but now it's December, don't know how to feel
Check on me, I wanna know if it's real, depression be weak, but I'm dyin' to live
Rollin' up opps gettin' old, I'm tryna get OG a spot on the top of the hill
Yesterday 12 hit the lights and I really pulled over like I ain't have Glock on my hip
But somethin' got over me, God started talkin' and told me to leave, so I did what He said
I'm not okay, I'm not alright, I don't want love, I need more meds
I'm in too deep with my pain, it ain't no copin', that shit dead
I done lost too many people to God, but the last one hurt me way too bad
I done lost too many people to God, but the last one hurt, that shit too sad
For real, uh, come on
Hey, Jaylen, it's Aunt Jackie
I'm just callin' to see if you alright, I haven't heard back from you
I hope you're not hurt or anything
Give me a call when you can (Ayy, Twister, you did your thing on this one)
I'm not okay, I'm not alright, I'm rockin' new Gen 5 with the Mikes
I seen my nigga get put on the deathbed, hundred to zero, it's takin' his life
I got a call at like 7 in the mornin', they told me it's over, I couldn't even cry
Soon as I got to the body, the tears kept comin', I'm lookin' him right in his eyes for real
Brother be tweakin', he act like a hype and he act like he better when he get a pill
Mama be askin' me why I be thinkin' this hot shit turnt, but it give me a thrill
Really, the voice in my head, he just wanna be gone and I'm tryna tell him to chill
I fell in love with you in the summer, but now it's December, don't know how to feel
So much time for me to speak up, but I keep quiet
I'll complicate the most eventually
The power's out and I can't turn the fan on
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