Lyrics:
cause you keep giving yo gift to a little boy
to many young Ni**as shoot in making me lose it, aint nothing tough about, it anybody can do it
f**k
I-I-I was dropped on the door
By a stork (by a stork)
I was never born
My stummy hurt
Food Gang got me sore
Glitch Gum, Food Gang, The Fantastic Four
With
to Oklahoma but all the money coming sooner (Uh)
Steady focused on the mil (Yea)
But I don't want to hear no rumors (Nah)
The under dog skated by ya, right by
smelling it
How could you deny me, I'm spittin' true facts
I really touch paper, not talkin' a few stacks
These niggaz think they tough cuz they yell a few
the world barely trying
And I know we were young but just because it's tough doesn't mean we were dumb
And I don't ever wanna hear you say you've stopped
been told
I increase all it by ten fold why you surprise when its simple
Why you always in a rush
Earlier I put a little psilocybin in my cup
I was
pray
The gun ain't in the stash when
I’m around them niggas way
I keep it on my waist cause
I know how them niggas play
He only tough in New York I could
Back from the dead here we go again
Picking up my pen gotta little bit of bread
Not much but enough just enough
Man, times is tough
Flick flick
I just turned twenty
Figured I'd have it figured out by now
Yeah, I'm still young, but I've been doing this for most of my life
Thinking I would be
Mass incarceration real, no appeal
No parole, just patrol cars waiting by the door
Ma, I might not make it home
Don’t you cry too soon
Don’t say bye too
breaks through all hasty
Bitch you talk too much
Think those words you serve
Half-baked by a basted white boy from the 'burbs (I'm just trying to write)
things I should've known
And yeah I'm young and in those ways I know I've grown
Grown into a place in life I swear I've always known
And you got
I miss my nigga Harlem, Black, Shites, and Mo' Blind
They with me in the spirit, tell me Bugs is gon' be fine
We was making plays like Belichick by
thats around
Your so nervous that you
Drown trying to float
Hands too shaky, found by the boat
Your daddy always said gotta sink or swim
Little beautiful
of resentment
Looking for a father figure who will take the investment (uh)
A young man passing through a cold world
Tryna figure out how he can talk to pretty
a chick by your side wit her fake ass
Goodness I'm upset I don't even curse
I just want you to understand what you really worth
Not seeing you young riding
living
Who set the standard for everybody to live by?
How far along in life would you be if you did try?
Who's trying to help these ghetto
At school you're taught to play the fool, the path is set, followed by all
Employment gained the nation?s safe, it?s all for one and none for all
It's
One life I'm gonna live it up
I'm takin' I said I'll never get enough
Stand tall I'm uh, young and kind of proud
I'm on the top, but as long
Oh my god, Ronny
Ay, somebody grab him some clippers
His fuckin' beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year
"I
many times as a kid I seen you handcuffed by the cops?
You taught us black music, Sam Cooke, The Drifters, The Four Tops
Taught me about boxing, Ray
Could ever have a morning where the phone didn't ring
I answer, a sweet young thing wants a romancer
I didn't really fancy her, so Build Equality
I get
to the manor house to pay the Great Patroon
We had taken our wilderness
And turned the Earth to bounty by the rake's caress
Never owning what we tilled
I should have know that you were only just fifteen
You had a scowl like a Klingon beauty queen
Old enough to stand out but to young to stand with
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