Holiday Songtext

Twin died and I was in the 6
I ain't know him like that but still, shit
Said that's ill shit, still muhfuckas out here on that kill shit
All  this West Brighton v.s. the new shit, it ain't new shit
Doo's crew switchin' then lil' shit turn to funerals every fucking night
R.I.P. to Young Money Mike
Like fuck it, right? What the fuck is life?
What's the value of it? They don't value nothing
And my lil' cousin up in Castle Hill
Pray for his ass 'cause that Ave is real
And he wanna rap and be a savage still
But want can I say to him?
Them streets is raising him
Hope it ain't too late for him
Lord knows I pray for him
Hope they don't spray at him on some jealous shit
Ain't a good example, I been selling shit, but I gotta eat
I gotta hella shit up on my plate so please don't play with me
Been on edge lately, shit ain't a game to me, real talk Hungry shark, figure out what a meal cost
Everybody lookin' up to me
I gotta fuckin' lead and I'm still lost
Shit is ill dawg, I mean I feel wrong
Career poppin' off while my lil' dawgs
Still trappin' shit to make ends meet
Too much pride, they don't end beef
Too much highs, they don't think straight
Too much times so they think, wait, the only way out
Fuck the money and the fame now
Just know I stayed down, yeah

You can fight but you won't always win (Always, always win, yeah)
Somehow life finds a way to beat ya (A way to beat you, yeah, yeah)
But I'll come join ya in the ring
Guess it shows just how much I need ya (How much I need you, I need you now, yeah)

Yeah, and things ain't the same at home
Used to get ignored, now I'm hated on
Still I'm miss the hood that made me jaded
Everytime I left that door, pray I made it home
Girls is under me that used to overlook ‘em
So I'm colder now, still I'm always cookin'
She said, "That's why you lose people", guess that's karma lookin'
Must of lost my heart but I won't bother lookin'
Fuck it, I don't need it, when I had that shit, it was always fuckin' bleeding
When all I had was a sack of herb and knack for words
I couldn't fuckin' read 'em
Now they want a page in my chapter, but they stay scripted
Shit, this ain't fiction, so I'm driving high as fuck, lane switchin'
Tryna feel something but it stay missin', yeah
Shit is different for real, got me contemplating lifting the seal
A couple homies got addicted to pills and now we barely talk
When I see 'em, I get chills, swear to God, shit is surreal
Used to say all we need piff and a mill'
And I'm tryna quit, smokin' withdraw is real
Can't imagine something harder, all these fucking problems
Rest in my head, can't rest in my bed
Wrestle myself, I'm a mess in the flesh, yeah
Still, I'm the best in the West, no, the best in the world
Bitch, I'll rest when I'm dead
Told my dad I would go get this shit for us
The day that he died, man, I made that a promise, yeah
And I hate being dishonest
Know he lookin' down on me and see that I'm on it but still

You can fight but you won't always win (Always, always win, yeah)
Somehow life finds a way to beat ya (A way to beat you, yeah, yeah)
But I'll come join ya in the ring
Guess it shows just how much I need ya (How much I need you, I need you now, yeah)

There are days I would pay anything just to leave it all behind
There are times I can't find any light to get me through the daily grind
I know you feel it too, seen just how long it takes you to unwind
So it would mean everything to me
It would mean everything to me if we could take a holiday
'Cause you and I bone tired every night isn't my idea of play
And even our smallest dream is getting lean, never sees the light of day
So it would mean everything to me