Told Me Lyrics - Islah - Kevin Gates

Help me baby 

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup 

Pray to God I wanna end it, seems I don't believe in much 

Nobody did nothin' for me when I'm on my knuckles 

Quick to tell a nigga fuck 'em, I come up from nothin' 

Bad dreams, heart cold, sick of lookin' out 

(?) niggas slow to major and they lookin' frowned 

Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help them out 

You was not real nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is bought 

It's sold to the highest bidder 

Black bitch niggas number never reconsider 

I was born a god but I finally got the picture 

Couldn't mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you different 

Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, they'll kick you 

Work hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it 

Turn my nose up, sick of fuckin' with you bitches 

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Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup 

Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much 

Searchin' for love in the wrong places 

Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough 

I think I really had enough 

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me 

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me 

We share the same cell, help them buyin' all these play the game well, I'm confused by the news 

I don't pick and choose 

Everyday ready for death, nigga win or lose 

Brains blowed out, I'm still goin' to court 

Rest in peace Gangster Reezy, I miss ya, swear to God 

Marquise got murdered two weeks after we talked 

That other boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought 

Scared of a nigga to God he never walked 

Caught him in the chow hall round the free people 

Locker full of shit, nigga I can feed people 

Penitentiary rich, got phones in the line 

BWA, I was strong in the mind 

Drecka come and visit got richer just pow 

Julio I miss you, just hit me when you get out 

Free throw shot to (?) right on consignment could get him out 

I don't want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we swap it out 

Bullet after bullet after bullet after bullet 

Walked down out the cut stand up in your chest 

Rubber band up, never seen it, I'm a skeptic 

Ya'll praise a bitch nigga but I still ain't get it yet 

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup 

Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much 

Searchin' for love in the wrong places 

Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough 

I think I really had enough 

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me 

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me 

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup 

Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much