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Every day it’s OT like Upamencano
Goody roll the leaf and he sprinkle that fronto
Funnel too blunted
Kaido bout to rummage through the trash can
Treat my black kitten like a black man
Has beens focused on riding the new wave
New niggas hot and on the rise like a souffle
Somewhere in between em ‘preciating my bouquet
Niggas out her scamming? We gone find out where you stay, and (wait)
We can turn this bitch into a lay up line (wait wait)
Principles is real when on the paper grind
Biking like Frankie on the paper route
Might not make it out, Stake it out like Ramsey’s house
Riding round the city like I’m Butchy
Whippin it, bippin this bitch with reckless abandon-
Ment issues random and kickin it (kickin it)
It being my ass, shit cost me a bag
Never in the literal, figurative, spiritual, see
I be so unserious bout life
Owe that bar to Scamss, man I’m higher than a kite
Bitch i’m on my Benny Frank watching lightning strike the same spot twice (what?)
What the fuck does that even mean?
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(we got some fresh tunes for y’all)
Ain’t no use crying over spilled milk
Frenemies with the ill will like the disk jockey
Keep it on the humble, spit cocky
Cop and 8th from selling six copies of these CDs (oh yeah?)
Peep me with your eyes but can you see me?
Smoking some tree that fell in the forest with nobody around
A lot of niggas making noise, I ain’t hearing a sound
Seem like the niggas down to earth be six feet in the ground
For now, I stay ten toes down
Two fingers in ears with my eyes closed
They gone ask why I can’t see or hear nothing
Think it’s kinda better how my mind goes, It be
Hittin like a hi hat on the triplet
I been on my Eeyore, Tigger and Pooh and Piglet
Left me back like Chilwell, stuck in my blues
Running another marathon up in my shoes, uh
They told a nigga don’t run, don’t run
But never cared to ask him what he running from
And every day getting tougher
But I’m supposed to wake up feeling grateful for another one? (nah!)
That shit is cliche! They moving hella foul but it’s never PKs!
I can’t throw in the towel til my mama repaid
And if you feeling down you should know I relate, you should know I relate
Promised my mom a year of abundance
Whole time I been wondering how to bring it to life
Know she been depressed, tried to bring her the light
See back when I was hungry she would bring the rice, yeah
Either the jollof or the stew or the fried, see the pain in her eyes, I can’t even cry
Back when I was lost all the truths hurt my pride, I can’t lie
I’m still looking for self…
Ego death might as well have been the real thing
And everybody I know in need of healing
Look my demons in the face, man I don’t know if it helps
Took a second to reflect and get a hold of myself
They told a nigga don’t run, don’t run
But never cared to ask him what he running from
And every day getting tougher
But I’m supposed to wake up feeling grateful for another one? (nah!)
That shit is cliche! They moving hella foul but it’s never PKs!
I can’t throw in the towel til my mama repaid
And if you feeling down you should know I relate, you should know I relate
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My mind races as I pace the floor
Looking for something clever to say, why don’t I face the door and face facts?
Fake friends come with fake rapport
I had a fake report card, couldn’t explain my scores
A lot of shame and animosity, that shit would really bother me
My remedy was Hennessey and copying the dopest shit I heard of
Android Number Twenty Three the dopest shit you heard of
I do what I does with hella pride and fucking purpose
Pointless with the ballpoint, you niggas write in cursive
No practical use, I strive to act on the truth
Always empower the youth
That’s really law, don’t abide I know your power a fluke uh!
I get my power from the most high, it won’t ever go away (it won’t ever go away)
I got power in my faith, I got problems in my face
I got heart, in my lungs, got them flowers that I bake
It’s on!
Tell them bitches we gone
Now and forever we young
We see them problems we run
And we run
And we run, run away, don’t run to a place too far
It’s too far
(run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run!)
I’m
Way too far from the man that I wanna be
Also wanna be the same man that my momma seen
Walk across that stage with a degree, look at me
Look at dreams that come true
I’m smiling my front tooth still crooked
Every month a booking
Every month I’m shooken
Hoping that I stay up out of Hopkins
Open up my options for these ladies, I’m still looking
Kinda miss my baby for the way that she be cooking
She broke my heart
The animosity would follow me
Like Twitter favs I’m saying fuck an open heart
I had the pleasure of meeting a girl who changed that all
But in the back of my mind I’m hearing the same old song
This time instead of turning off, I sing along
I drown it out
She tells me not to repeat the cycle over and over like a roundabout
I found that faith beyond my doubts, muhfucka
It’s on!
Tell them bitches we gone
Now and forever we young
We see them problems we run
And we run
And we run, run away, don’t run to a place too far
It’s too far
(run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run!)
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Whoa,
How quickly friends turn into, foes
My sweetest love is now a stranger
I felt consumed I felt the anger
And where the answers, I don’t, know
I’m smoking weed up with my bro
(with my bro, I’m with my bro)
Look in the mirror, see a stranger (now who are you?)
I pop them pills, I know it’s dangerous
I hide the pain but still it, shows…
Show, show, yeah
Show me you and I’ll show you self
Show me truth and I’ll show you wealth
Showed you love and I showed you pain
Showed you real and I showed you games
Now I’m...
Two steppin that walk of shame
(damn, now walk it out)
I don’t wanna talk about it nomore
I don’t wanna think about it not once
I don’t wanna write about it
I don’t wanna type about it
I don’t wanna sigh about it
I don’t wanna fight about it
(nigga stop frontin’)
I ain’t gotta lie about it
Maybe I should about it, maybe
I don’t wanna walk this earth on my own
Take this journey alone
Niggas moshing up front
Bitches all on they phones
Lil mama say she want me
Tell her baby I’m grown
Still I’m stuck on your face
Damn I wish I had known..
(If I had known)
How quickly friends turn into, foes
My sweetest love is now a stranger
I felt consumed I felt the anger
And where the answers, I don’t, know
I’m smoking weed up with my bro
(with my bro, I’m with my bro)
Look in the mirror, see a stranger (now who are you?)
I pop them pills, I know it’s dangerous
I hide the pain but still it, shows…
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