Guess with a few exceptions, yeah, I'm living Except I my momma that I would finish college, started chasing profit Sorry ma, I ain't forget about it but if money I'm hoping that you could see through all the and watch me get these dollars And my ambition burn so hot, like I'm bleeding lava Haters be me to stop but I don't even bother my approach is seeming awkward, I could see it proper See and I just see the fact that I don't need a father Doms than the drop of Harry Potter shit to the metal, high-level, full throttle shit Still searching for a reason why niggas acknowledge this I'm lost in an era where shit does not exist I hate the sway of things, I'm everyday it I'm getting blazed and laughing at the way they shit I'm just a old soul sticking to a newer I I got to prove this shit, I'm truly too legit to quit
I'd like to send a shout to the fathers didn't raise us To every ho who hated, now to say much To critics doing dirty with comments and nigga paid for an Yesterday off some I haven't yet made up Cressida, pay up Bars going hard as the where I place guts Shouts to the eses who pesos to play us, riding in the barrio Huff and puff blowing kush in Huf articles, Kenny rolling blunts, got us like a barnacle To the of your shit, ironic cause the audios As nautical as ships, look momma, momma Look, product is legit, I promise, honest 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, harvesting Just me and and lit marijuana to split between two of us Rocking boxes as warming some ramen noodles up So, for a way to state it right Young, black, and jaded, vision hazy strolling through the