40 40 I'm relaxin

It hurts I'll be fine, words cursed like a lie. ah, on my mind I was thinkin bout wifin herrrr, up, no more lies, it's back to the grind, selling hard like my bro sold weed in his car.

r.i.p to my brotha, that's fine by me. My mama saw me on TV, popping 40 I'm relaxin, sippin 40 I'm relapsin, uh I wanted too see, I wanted to see... a future wit her is a future I can't Unsee.

All this pain in my heart, go back to the park, its hard yea it's hard can't feel no mo, I don't see no mo,

goin back to the grind, r.i.p to my brotha that's fine me, my mama saw me on TV, I'm poppin 40 I'm relaxin, sippin 40 I'm relapsin