Stitches - I Love My n***as lyrics

Rest in peace to my n***as who got shot down Free all of my n***as that's on that lock down Rest in peace to my n***as who got shot down Free all of my n***as that's on that lock down Free my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as (grr) I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as (i do) I love my n***as I love my n***as (my n***as) I love my n***as (my n***as) They some real n***as, real talk Times get hard You gotta hit a lick Cause you late up on your rent my n***a (grr) Got a kid on the way Got a kid in the crib With no food in my fridge my n***a (god damn) My girl keep screamin' My girl keep b**hin' Talkin' ‘bout money that's all of the time She never wanna talk ‘bout me and her She always worry ‘bout money all the time (selfish) God damn, don't know where i am God help me now because i need you man I don't got a plan and it's lonely n***a In this cold world, it get lonely n***a Who gonna be there for you when them times get hard? (who gonna be there?) Who gonna be a shooter n***a who gonna go hard? I'm losing my mind I'm out of control (god damn) My dog says he got fifty bricks f** it, n***a let's go (let's rob him) Let's rob him for his bricks, his cash, his chain, his watch, his ring, his bracelet Me and my n***as hungry you n***as gotta face it Rest in peace to my n***as who got shot down (grr) Free all of my n***as that's on that lock down Rest in peace to my n***as who got shot down Free all of my n***as that's on that lock down Free my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as (grr) I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as (i do) I love my n***as I love my n***as (my n***as) I love my n***as (my n***as) They some real n***as, real talk I don't knock no hustle (no hustle) Cause every man gotta get it (go get it) Every man need money (need money) And every man be sinnin' (sinnin') Yeah i go to church but man i still do bad (grr) Mama cryin' all the time because her son make her sad (err) I do wrong i know (i know) I need money i know (i need it) I sell lots of that blow (woo) Don't know where i'm gonna go (don't know) Ima grind 'til i die (til i die) Rest in peace to the fallen (to the fallen) I'm gettin' money, i'm ballin' (i'm ballin') Them d** always be calling I do wrong i know (i know) But one thing i know (i know) I'm a gangsta fo so (fo so) And the devil's at my do (do) He be always at my shows and he's sittin' in the front row (front row) I try to go legit but he still want me to sell dope, god damn Rest in peace to my n***as who got shot down Free all of my n***as that's on that lock down Rest in peace to my n***as who got shot down (shot down) Free all of my n***as that's on that lock down Free my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as (grr) I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as I love my n***as (i do) I love my n***as I love my n***as (my n***as) I love my n***as (my n***as) They some real n***as, real talk (n***as real talk, n***as real talk, n***as real talk, n***as real talk, n***as real talk, n***as real talk)