Recovery - Yungeen Ace

I don’t even like speakin' 'bout this shit

Shit is what it is

See, Ksoo make your face go, oh

Trade in my Glock for a Draco, oh

Step on that boy because I said so

Peep myself for what?

They’ll bust his brains soon as I say go (Bang), yeah

Killers on alert, posted on the block with me, yeah

Made it out the hood so we all can eat, yeah

Said fuck the teacher, we was taught the streets

Don’t trust that nigga, fuck that ho, don’t make a move without that iron, yeah

Bust that bitch brain, no, I won’t leave a witness, yeah

War with the world, I told 'em come and get me, yeah (Come here)

You think I’m pussy, show you that I’m with it

We trace his steps and get his drop, I’ma make sure I hit him

Sin City robberies, soldieries

All-black tree fitted (All-black tree fitted, yeah)

Walking free, murder be underneath, no one seen

Nobody know he did it (Nobody know he did it)

Two months later, he was a victim (He a victim)

Yeah, he lackin', normally, he the one with it (Yeah, he lackin')

Clutchin' extension, but that day he wasn’t on his pivot (Wasn't on his pivot)

They hit the whole car, tryna kill everyone in it (Ah, fuck)

Just turned his killer rate up, we know they out to get us

My brother got shot up in his shit, for that, they locked me up (Damn)

They tried to accuse me for that shit, even brought charges up

Police told my mama, «Don't trust Ace, he the one who set it up»

Now I’m fed up with this shit (Damn)

Got shot in my ass, so it hurt when I sit

Man, I hate when I shit

Hate when it’s cold, man, them bullets get to moving and shit

Who the fuck cut the AC on?

Been lost my cool in this bitch

Ambulance rushin' down the street, but no one can save us

No pressure on my hand, left my body disabled

Royale screamin' at my mans, told Royale to get up

I ain’t hear Quan say shit, I know them boys had did us

Damn

Ayy, I got moments I wish I could take everything back, layin' on that cement

Thinkin' 'bout all the times we done had, you heard me?

Picture 4 in the backseat (4)

I shed a tear every time I see Malik (Malik)

'Cause every time I look in his eyes, I see you (I see you)

Hoping this memory don’t fade away of you, yeah

23, I wish you could’ve met your son (23)

Ain’t no doubtin' this one, ain’t no question he the one

Like Uncle Ace here with Quera, she just turned one

Know you’d be disappointed in me 'cause I ain’t talk to mom, yeah

Let’s kick it back to all this other shit (Oh yeah)

So much shit been on my mind, but it seemed irrelevant

I had some problems in the way, but I got rid of it (But I got rid of it)

Can’t be afraid to swing at curveballs, some you hit or miss, yeah

But I’d be lyin' if I told you I was happy

But you know I keep it real, I just be cap-free

My heart so broke, most of the time love distract me

Still got my fingers crossed, I hope my bitch don’t leave me

Paint the city red, we just shedded blood

It was a mess inside the field, my killers cleaned it up

Hollows knocked that nigga face, he couldn’t get up

Every problem in the city, they tend to blame us, yeah

If I could take it all back, I probably wouldn’t do it

Probably wouldn’t be the man today and the pain I stood

But I’d do anything to have them back, let’s get that understood

Seem like it’s hard for me to die, I know y’all wish I could