Downtown Showers

When I was young, I had the perfect dream And in it I could have everything I was happy, I was always free I was able to do as I please Then when I awoke, I found that I was broke, yuh Kids calling me a joke, not fitting with the other foke My heart's aching, my heart's hurting This is the story of Young Thurmon It's hard to live life with my back stabbed by a knife Just tryna get by but half these fights ain't worth the time I'm half the man I used to be I'm used to being lonely I was used to being on my own but now I got my homies, yuh Everyday, I would always get into trouble While others always had it easy all I'd do is struggle Always the one to blame whenever someone complained Like a moth to the flame it always ends the same way I may not be a soldier but I've been shot down countless times Told my opinion doesn't matter every time I speak my mind I'm like a four-leaf clover hiding out of sights In the dark, like a Range Rover driving without headlights In the backseat cause Thurmon called shotgun I'm just pumped to let my friend take the top one So buckle your Louis You'll need em when you crossing with the bon ton I'm hidden cause I boycott and I bar none So far none of you bitches been able to faze me Lately I've been playing so many games that I'm going crazy The fat lack of diversity is hurting me when it comes to my time spent My mind's rent is driving my ideas to a high debt Ayyy I'm sick and tired of putting up ruses I be reaching my dreams That's a lucid exclusive No longer hope to die, just hope you'll stay for a while And we can throw up the Sloth like we addicted to bile Going a mile a minute We been stuck too long in a stasis I'ma set a pace to take the Mob to higher places we goin top it Ain't dropping all these songs for the profit And just cause you don't get it doesn't mean that I don't got it bitch Living these days like it was our last Forget the past Working hard for those who care but that looks like it never lasts Forget the act, they always call me trash All the fools acting brash I keep my switch in the back Got a lot of people round me always acting lower Posers Never saying anything cause I keep my composure I'm my own driving force, I don't need a motor Can't catch my bars, over your head like a floater Chain swinging, always gets me thinking People my age get up and they first thought is drinking How we goin live with some fools who cannot even stay sober They can still change, the battle isn't over Always stay working Never really hurting Better stay in your lane, you know I'm always swerving Bad gibbon on the beat Stroodle always packing heat Brought this folding chair in case you bitches need to take a seat, yuh