Lil 2z - Talkin To A Headstone lyrics

Know I keep tellin' myself like
All the crazy ass shit we done did
(Ay yo, Pluto, you goin’ brazy)
This shit just come with it
But, you know what I'm sayin' like?
Shit ain’t never wanna seem real, nigga

I couldn't sleep so I grabbed
My Glock and keys and
I hit the graveyard so I could talk to you
Huh ''Hey brother
How you doin'? How it's been?''
Been a minute since I kicked it
On the block with you (Hey brother)
Boy, you know you wrong leavin’
Us here all alone
I wish God phone died before
He called you home i made this song by your
Grave with my headphone
This shit don’t feel right
I'm talkin’ to a headstone

Ahh yeah, yeah, yeah ahh yeah, yeah, yeah
Ahh yeah, yeah, yeah

I keep thinkin' 'bout the trip that
We all took to California
I keep thinkin' ’bout the last day I seen you
I'm so glad we stayed tight through
The good and all the ugly
I'm glad we ain't never let
Shit come between us (I am)
My heart permanently froze and
It can't thaw out
My nigga left me too early
He ain't get to ball out
I wish he woulda sign me
In before you logged out (What the fuck)
If you ain't tryna kill shit
Ain't shit to talk about
I've been floatin' like a butterfly
And stingin' like a bee
But heaven seem like the place I need to be
(Like I be)
I've been numb to this thing that we
Call ''Life'' what ever that is
Maybe love and affection what I need (Maybe)
But then again, I ain't got love for shit
But gang and my family them the only
People I really like to see
I tried to tell myself that shit
Gon' get better by the day
But shit is really gettin' harder by the week
This shit forever got me broken
Tryna find a way to fix it
I went and bust a Cuban down and
Put yo' face behind the pendant
I'm no hero to no bitch
2z cool with being a villain
Walk around with all this pain
I'ma make somebody feel it
Walk around with all this pain
Somebody gon' feel this shit
I think about you everyday
It's gon' be hard to heal from this
I done went back to my old ways
They say I need to chill and shit
I gotta call on Friday mornin'
Didn't know how to deal with it
I bust some fire for you, 'cause
You was bustin' fire for me, bruda
Used to never rest, now you
Can finally get some sleep, bruda
I was cryin' for you, I know
You woulda cried for me, bruda
I was on my knees, I begged and please
D like why my nigga had to leave?

Why my nigga had to go?
Why the fuck my nigga had to go?
All these bitch-ass niggas
Why my nigga had to go?
You know what I'm sayin' like?

Nigga, where you at? Give me a sign
If you in heaven then I'm flyin'
If you in hell then I'm fryin'
I'on give a fuck about no dime
2 got smoke with everybody
These niggas suck, they gon' die
I'm talkin' 'bout who ever I find
I'm talkin' 'bout who ever come try
I got blood on my hands
And a body on my mind
Been in this street shit all my life
I don't know what else to try
Been in a trap since I was a baby
I grew up around a pile
I looked the Reaper in his eyes
And killed that bitch for takin' mines
Nigga, fuck!