| Yeah |
| ISO |
| I just be blunt blazin' and sun gazing and thinking of shit |
| I came up with this |
| Wasn’t necessarily close before I jumped inside |
| So its kind of tough to try to listen to all your subtle cries |
| I live in disguise now like thugs who ride out mugging guys |
| From up where I’m the king saw a prince to get a dub to cry |
| Now what am I |
| Living that top tier like the first body above your eye |
| Blood inside my cell, tell 'em «Blood don’t cry» |
| I’m with the one who rules like what’s |
| With an H though like a tumbled I |
| Got a bitter feeling looking at the front row, why? |
| 'Cause they never had my back and now they front throw lies |
| Never had a |
| Kind of |
| I can jumbo size |
| Speaking |
| but that’s why my tongue so tied |
| Then I ran to a wreck when I was broke, right |
| Love your guys |
| Women too 'cause when you don’t hold them down up here stuff don’t fly |
| But oh lives |
| Now I hear friends telling me that you apologized and stuff grow I |
| Blunt rolled by |
| My |
| told me «Let it go», nickname me the utmost high |
| Some don’t try but one more time |
| We knew just when we was gon' die |
| Don’t lie on your love, no pride |
| So cutthroat guys don’t touch those knives |
| Love your husbands plus your wives |
| And family, friends because bro, why |
| One day they’ll be done just like me writing from the other side |
| This is my letter from the other side (side) |
| Seem like they never give a fuck till they see someone die (die) |
| Suffered in silence with no love, put that above your pride (pride) |
| All us fallen ones ever wanted was to touch the sky (sky) |
| Ay one mo' time |
| This is my letter from the other side (side) |
| Seem like they never give a fuck till they see someone die (die) |
| Suffered in silence with no love, put that above your pride (pride) |
| All us fallen ones ever wanted was to touch the sky (sky) |
| Touch the sky yeah |
| Y’all better not come near my funeral with that fake shit |
| No games how the Isoldiers come through |
| You know, with that drake' quick |
| High as hell off gas all the time |
| How I move and don’t need my brakes switched? |
| It’s insane how before I ever joined the group you knew I was (Brainsick) |
| Brand new coupe as I lane switch, with my main bitch and my stainless |
| Lambo doors turn to Angel wings so keep ammo bro as my aim shift |
| Third eye like my second son, how I plan to X out the lame shit |
| How y’all wait until I got fame with Mario to be on snake shit? |
| Look at the timeline and follow the timeline and see if I find time to say shit |
| Never notice the |
| when I signed to Strange |
| If you notice the fine line between the divine time |
| and anguish |
| You never get to say «bye», why? Because of the time flies |
| You wasted, fake and bruh, amen |
| Don’t wait till my grave’s dig |
| To say I’m your favorite |
| Or put me on your playlist |
| Isoldiers gon' be straight pissed |
| Whoever you hang with |
| A family you’re great with |
| Love them everyday and this the message, homie they think |
| This is my letter from the other side (side) |
| Seem like they never give a fuck till they see someone die (die) |
| Suffered in silence with no love, put that above your pride (pride) |
| All us fallen ones ever wanted was to touch the sky (sky) |
| Ay one mo' time |
| This is my letter from the other side (side) |
| Seem like they never give a fuck till they see someone die (die) |
| Suffered in silence with no love, put that above your pride (pride) |
| All us fallen ones ever wanted was to touch the sky (sky) |
| Touch the sky yeah |
| This is my letter from the other side (side) |
| Seem like they never give a fuck till they see someone die (die) |
| Suffered in silence with no love, put that above your pride (pride) |
| All us fallen ones ever wanted was to touch the sky (sky) |
| Touch the sky yeah |