84 kid was born on my own since they cut the chord i was born, witness to divorce and scorn ever that happened, i was daily torn understand nothing but i'm happy instead of being cool, my family on snapping cool out shit 12 a was rapping my died, the pain is still look in the mirror man, i see my reflection, feels what i feel the is written: stamped and sealed intoxicated, spill for and i ain't never seen a gang making for deals cover my and witness why there's the in the world and the time to die
i ain't trying to upset i'm trying to be me
everywhere i go man, people "he's still rapping? yeah that's man, you still gun clapping? i'm on to positive things trying to live out a i'm the mvp, at my ring what know about the street games, you're just dreaming em up. not trying to make a going to at night praying to god wishing that you had that bad in your arm i'm that kid tryna make things up in the club, watching clapping and i'm that kid be steady rapping in the booth throw out my demo and a hot 97 proof and you don't wanna sign me, are y'all on? i go next to the next dude wanna put me on and that's real, i'm only me the k-i-d, not to become the next og
relax ? ? more me and me, them in the pool of ones, i will not swim not on the hottest day or the night i'm free like a bird nigga, i take flight plain nigga, the one less hoes even if i had that could dim light off they would never look, read a book i'm semi-wrong, got 'em shook now know scott, and they know i plot trust hoes, they just wonder not till i abuse it, i love music, not really no question, just lessons at confessions, never preaching real through deception and lies so, keep it music, keep it going steady it won't be long, my niggas, everybody witness