Voices - T.Y.E.

Go through your steps ain’t no need to be scared

You been through this before without takin' your meds

Last time you stop before jumping off the ledge

I wish you would chill before start to see red

Keep your composure I plead and I beg

Chill nigga chill nigga did you see what I said

I can’t compete fam I feel the defeat

While I listen to all the voices in my head

T.Y.E man we from the same hood

Don’t worry bout nothin' bro everythan' good

These niggas be cappin' I wish niggas would

Oak Cliff or nothin' get that understood

(Who are you?) Nigga, I’m T Harris blood

Don’t fuck with these niggas, these niggas be scrubs

These niggas be switchin' in front of the judge

Pull up and hit them niggas with some slugs

Boy don’t listen to none of that shit

He really just happy he part of a clique (what?)

He want some advice bro just you chill til you rich

Go get some money and get you a bitch

(what?) Oh my bad I’m The OG

I step in your hood do whatever I please

These haters be hatin' whenever I leave

But prolly got all they wives down on they knees

Wait, y’all just my imagination

Y’all all go away I just gotta have patience

Breath in through my nose and breath out through my mouth (man you tweakin')

And you got me sadly mistaken

I’m real and don’t be with none of that fakin' (wait, wait, wait, wait)

But this can’t be real I don’t see what you sayin'

Stop playin' before I say stop the debatin'

The choppa gon' have niggas decapitated

Man I hear so many voices

I just hear so many voices x4

Voices voices voices x4

What did I do?

What are my triggers?

I up the glizzy and get rid of niggas

T Harris chill I’m tryna think

Go get some money don’t split it with niggas, really

We should go kick it with dimes

Run up a check leave T Harris behind (what nigga)

(oh my god) I didn’t stutter

We really don’t need you without you we fine Bitch

Fuck all that shit man this nigga be talkin'

This pussy ass nigga don' really be walkin'

This pussy ass nigga get put in a coffin

Merc him and then I go hot out in Austin

(Bro chill)

Hell nah my nigga He got me fucked up

Talkin' bout (alright) he boutta run a check up (yes I did)

Watch me go hard for the four and then go tell his family bless up

Oh, fuck nigga I put you on

Broke and had nothin' you stayed in my home

Make sure you eatin' you got on your feet

And start actin like you can’t admit when you wrong

Pussy ass nigga yah I’m yo' big homie

You must of forgot I always keep it on me lil' hoe

Fuck all that watch out lil' bro

(yeah yeah yeah) I’m bout to go hard for the four

Wait, you wanna go hard for the four?

(yeah yeah)

You willing to die for the four (alright)

You wanna fly high for the four (yeah yeah)

Don’t tell a lie on the four (hell naw)

Fuck it bitch I got the 44

Hm, I just be pourin them 4s

Yah yah, y’all got some choices

Make em so I can get rid of these voices

Voices, Voices, Voices x4