Guess a few exceptions, yeah, I'm living honest 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 through all the drama and watch me get dollars And my ambition burn so hot, it's I'm bleeding lava Haters be pleading me to stop but I don't even Though my approach is seeming awkward, I see it proper See success and I just see the fact that I don't need a 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 does not exist I hate the of things, I'm everyday cooling it I'm getting and laughing at the way they overdoing shit I'm just a old soul to a newer script I guess I got to this shit, I'm truly too legit to quit
I'd like to a shout to the fathers that didn't raise us To every ho who hated, now to say much To critics doing dirty with and nigga paid for an apartment Yesterday off some songs I haven't yet up Cressida, pay up Bars hard as the ashtray where I place guts Shouts to the eses who paid to play us, riding in the barrio Huff and puff kush in Huf clothing articles, Kenny blunts, got us stuck like a barnacle To the bottom of your shit, cause the audios As nautical as ships, momma, look momma Look, product is legit, I promise, honest got me balling up my fist 'Til I demolish your clique, pardon the I am honestly as bomb as it gets, of who talking I'm farming, hits Just me and Domo and lit marijuana to split two of us Rocking boxes easy as warming ramen noodles up So, searching for a way to state it Young, black, and jaded, vision hazy strolling the night