84 kid nice was on my own since cut the umbelical chord i was born, witness to divorce and scorn ever since that happened, i was torn didn't understand but i'm happy instead of being cool, my family kept on cool out 12 a nigga was rapping my father died, the pain is in the mirror man, i see real touch my reflection, what i feel the letter is written: and sealed intoxicated, for spill and i ain't never seen a making deals for deals my mind and witness why there's the time in the and the time to die
i trying to upset nobody i'm trying to be me
i go man, people like "he's still rapping? yeah that's man, you still gun clapping? i'm on to bigger things trying to out a dream i'm the mvp, look at my what y'all know about the street games, just dreaming em up. not trying to make a to sleep at night praying to god wishing that you had that bad bitch in arm i'm kid tryna make things happen up in the club, gangstas clapping and i'm kid that be steady rapping in the booth throw out my and that's a hot 97 proof and you don't wanna me, fuck are y'all on? i go next to the next dude wanna put me on and that's real, cause i'm me the k-i-d, not trying to 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 should take plain nigga, the one less hoes even if i had jewels that dim light off they never look, rather read a book know i'm semi-wrong, got 'em now they know scott, and they i plot don't trust hoes, they wonder not till i it, baby i love music, not ain't no question, just lessons at confessions, never preaching recognize through deception and lies so, keep it music, baby keep it steady it won't be long, my niggas, till witness