(Hol' up) My dad built houses, my mom painted pictures They both gave it up once I came into the picture Me, I'm like them, just a fifty-fifty mixture My mom rode horses, she wish I had a sister I prefer the pen to a hammer or a brush But I build things up and my imagery is lush I used to play soccer but I never had the touch Basketball, too, but I ain't love it that much Much of my time's spent lookin' for a rush Tryna find somethin' to afford me that feelin' I fall in love with girls 'cause they physically appealin' A couple weeks pass and the convos hit a ceilin' I've smoked a few blunts, Cookies and Runtz Gotten high enough to know it isn't what I want Met the celebrities, seen through the fronts Dated one girl and I've seen two at once I ain't upset to be inside for some months And get back in touch with the person that I was Know I've given too much of my time to the chase Tryna get in touch with a person that I lust So this the perfect time to hang it up Used to sleep until noon now at nine, I'm wakin' up More time that I'm inside then the less I want to talk I don't wanna FaceTime, I ain't tryna say, "What's up?" Careful with the ways that my time is taken up Bunch of geeks tryna take the shine away from us Reachin' for critiques and they tryna say I suck Got me reminiscin' back to a time I gave a But my skin's gotten thick since then And my high school crush has done the same thing So when this blows over and I'm back home I'ma tell her that I'm really done playin' games Seven figures on my bank statements Seven fellas that I'm that stayin' on the same page with We been shootin' for the stars and our aim's dangerous Hasn't been a single thing that the gang can't get My main thing shall remain nameless Know they ask about her often but I ain't sayin' shit There's a level of discretion that I'm maintainin' She don't understand it but she ain't famous We gon' see who's still around once the game changes She's a business woman but I got her playin' favorites You ain't rootin' for me then I gotta make changes Ex girls watchin' with a lot of fake pages (a lot of fake pages) My OG showed me what a Plain Jane is And a bust down is, now I got a hankerin' to spend a few thousand KY used to take me up to Icebox when he'd get his jewelry cleaned They would ask if they could help me and I say, "I'm just browsin'" Juan worked at Enterprise Rentals discounted Ville to the A and back, we was puttin' miles in Always wondered to myself if I could really be the leader Of a group of brown-skinned boys when I'm not brown-skinned Certain things they grew up on that they get but I don't get Differences in how we raised make me feel like I don't fit Not to mention the distance between our parents' houses Shared some money with 'em so they know I care about 'em I'm tryna do it right and figure what a fair amount is But I fantasize 'bout a day that we all swimmin' in it No contracts and we independent Stay close, never start a convo with, "It's been a minute" 'Cause it never will be end of sentence Nemo, that's my right hand, guides me through my indecisions Vodka in my left hand takes away my inhibitions Way too gone but I'm wakin' up in mint condition Ready for whatever, got the troops with me in position
Written by: Austin J. Owens, Jackman Thomas Harlow, Sonny Moore, James III Foye
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