Guess with a few exceptions, yeah, I'm living Except I promised my that I would finish college, started chasing profit ma, I ain't forget about it but if money evil I'm hoping that you could see through all the and watch me get these dollars And my ambition so hot, it's like I'm bleeding lava Haters be pleading me to stop but I even bother Though my is seeming awkward, I could see it proper See success and I just see the fact that I don't need a Doms hotter than the of Harry Potter shit to the metal, high-level, full throttle shit Still for a reason why niggas ain't acknowledge this I'm lost in an era where shit does not exist I hate the of things, I'm everyday cooling it I'm getting blazed and laughing at the way they shit I'm just a old 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 that didn't raise us To every ho who hated, now to say much To critics dirty with comments and nigga paid for an apartment off some songs I haven't yet made up Cressida, pay up Bars going as the ashtray where I place guts Shouts to the eses who paid pesos to us, riding in the barrio Huff and puff blowing in Huf clothing articles, Kenny rolling blunts, got us like a barnacle To the bottom of your shit, ironic the audios As nautical as ships, look momma, look Look, your is legit, I promise, honest Karma got me balling up my 'Til I your clique, pardon the clips I am honestly as as it gets, regardless of who talking I'm farming, hits Just me and Domo and lit marijuana to between two of us boxes easy as warming some ramen noodles up So, searching for a way to state it Young, black, and jaded, hazy strolling through the night