Dead To Me

I’d rather, I’d rather
I’d rather have my father dead than alive
Than have a living deadbeat ass nigga who’s moves still kinda kill me inside
But like the tatt on my wrist, still I rise
No suprise
And my love don’t compromise
I once did though and next thing it’s almost Benzo’s demise
Attracting niggas like my father, am I surprised?
Almost landed 6 feet deep inside
And my wrist was my opponent
Yeah you feel me, shit is potent
21 and I am found
Picked myself up from the ground
This the new me, the real me
Metaphors are filthy, I’m a G
I’m a GOAT, yeah they call me Billy
I keep it a hundred, add more zeros for my milli