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letra de grief counseling - starlito & don trip

[chorus: don trip]
man, i can’t lie, it still hurts
whenever i try to do about it, it just make me feel worse
been looking for some real perks
drowning all my sarro with a za, need some sizurp

[verse 1: don trip]
decided before i could leave the church
eye for an eye, i can’t blink before they get reimbursed
i’m lerking on the real search
i’m looking for my opps, don’t care which one of us get k!lled first
look, everybody greeve different
[?] the way i feel, i’m tryna leave with ya
they ask me why i clutch first
’cause i don’t wanna be the face on [?] shirt
and what the f-ck is thugging worth?
godd-mn, i need a hug, it hurts
the truth is, i might need jesus
i’m shooting like a shuddlesworth
i can’t lie [?] worse
guess that’s why i put in work
take a n-gga off the earth
[?] sh-t just [?]

[chorus: don trip]
man, i can’t lie, it still hurts
whenever i try to do about it, it just make me feel worse
been looking for some real perks
drowning all my sarro with a za, need some sizurp
[verse 2: starlito]
they just left my bro leaking, i ain’t sleeping til the score even
i ain’t chilling til the business handled, and [?] every one of your people
ready, set, go spin
i keep losing more friends
i don’t wanna be consoled
all i want is revenge
my homie got his brain blowed out
tryna jack a n-gga for some ryms
i know my homie in the wrong, but sh-t, still
a n-gga take one of mine, n-gga gotta know i’m coming take his
caught him lacking at the mall, walked a n-gga down in front of his kids
gotta get it how you live
the beef sh-t never ends
i crashed out on some dumb sh-t
now i’m writing this from the pen
shopping mall full of wittnesses, at the moment, i ain’t really give a sh-t
til i opened my mail, and it’s my daughter saying she misses me
her mama moved her away to a different state, so she can’t visit me
and daddy to come home, is the only thing she got on her christmas list
last time i got to see her face was in the court room, during sentencing
the judge could hear my child whimpering, and still ain’t show me no sympothy
i’ve been gone so long, when she get grown, she ain’t gon’ remember me
i got a life sentence, that mean i gotta die for i can get released
i invested everything i had and gave it to the streets
if only there was someone to each
a better way for me to deal with greef
[chorus: don trip]
man, i can’t lie, it still hurts
whenever i try to do about it, it just make me feel worse
been looking for some real perks
drowning all my sarro with a za, need some sizurp

- starlito don trip

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