Guess with a few exceptions, yeah, I'm living Except I promised my momma that I would finish college, started profit Sorry ma, I ain't forget about it but if evil I'm hoping that you could see all the drama and watch me get these dollars And my burn so hot, it's like I'm bleeding lava be pleading me to stop but I don't even bother Though my is seeming awkward, I could see it proper See success and I just see the fact that I need a father Doms hotter than the drop of Harry Potter Pedal to the metal, high-level, full throttle Still searching for a why niggas ain't acknowledge this I'm lost in an era where real shit does not I the sway of things, I'm everyday cooling it I'm blazed and laughing at the way they overdoing shit I'm a old soul sticking to a newer script I guess I got to prove shit, I'm truly too legit to quit
I'd like to send a shout to the fathers that didn't us To ho who hated, now unable to say much To doing dirty with comments and nigga paid for an apartment off some songs I haven't yet made up Cressida, pay up Bars going hard as the where I place guts Shouts to the who paid pesos to play us, riding in the barrio Huff and puff blowing in Huf clothing articles, Kenny rolling blunts, got us stuck a barnacle To the bottom of shit, ironic cause the audios As nautical as ships, look momma, look Look, your product is legit, I promise, got me balling up my fist 'Til I your clique, pardon the clips I am honestly as bomb as it gets, regardless of who I'm farming, hits Just me and and lit marijuana to split between two of us Rocking boxes easy as warming some noodles up So, for a way to state it right Young, black, and jaded, vision hazy through the night