Uh
Uh, aye
Why'd you leave me dad
Why didn't I get to see you 'till I was three dad
When I was younger, why was leaving so easy dad
You tell me one thing but I don't know what to believe dad
Why weren't you there when I was born to see the look on my face
How fucking dare you let another man just take your place
I'm your only son
You don't get a fucking another one
And trust me if you fucking did I bet he wouldn't be this great
Now I'm working and I got a lot of shit on my plate
Where were you for those two years when I turned 8
Sunbathing in PR with drop-tops, beaches, and lakes
While I'm sitting here asking momma, "Is dad running late?"
Fuck
Nah fuck that
Everybody got me fucked up
Fuck y'all
Fuck everybody, fuck the system
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck your life I'm god now bitch
My religion
Fuck your religion, fuck the system
I'm taking over
(Justice chill out)
Nah bitch shut the fuck up
Fuck you
Nah
Fuck you
Fuck
I say, "Fuck the world a thousand times over until it's gorged"
Not believing a word you say unless it's from the source
You done fucked up your child by fucking 'round with your life
Decisions made in the night, you're leaving my mental scorned
The system has filled us up we reading too many more
Aftermath and the staircases where you'll find your daughter
Aftermath of a shootout where your son died as a mortar
Broken home with no father
Mama fucking for commas
Weed put him in a coma
Streets need the aroma
Hypnotized by the life they put us all here to control us
I done seen motherfuckers pick up charges before diplomas
Children wander the streets, starving, not knowing where home is
This shit is ridiculous
I can't believe I'm just another statistic
From a predicament I couldn't control
What child doesn't want to see his parents together grow old
And on the home, a white picket fence I'm just in love
Fuck child support
You need to give your child support
If parenting was a game, you'd be a lousy sport
Life's short but so is my temper
This song don't apply to the kids who were pampered
I'm speaking for all my workers, drug dealers, hustlers, and scammers
Temptations temporary they keeping us tampered for nothing
I know life ain't fair but fuck it
Give me a chance or something
Y'all ain't got to do nothing
I'm just tired of running
Yuh
Yuh
Aye
I just don't give a fuck
Fuck the world, imma say it 'till it's up
Too many snakes on the play, who's should I trust
I'll take the money over love, no discussion
I'm gon' win a fucking grammy when I'm 20
Got too much going on I ain't old to make nothing
And when I sign my deal, throw my money in a duffel
Imma give it back to my people by the dozen
That fake shit you can keep it on your side, we don't want it
We did it, we out on the road, we touring, and visiting shows
Tickets, and money, and clothes
The pack that I wanted for life
Some people might not ever go
I pray for this shit in my sleep and catch you as soon as I woke
I just had a mic and a dream
Now I got a mic and a show
I just had a K on my streams
Now I got a milli and more
I cannot stress this enough, the album is boutta go-go
I'm kinda selling myself short, but fuck it like who really knows
Even money folds
I cry for this shit everyday of the week
I just ripped as I'm speaking you already know how it goes
Never underestimate an underdog he gon' get greater as soon as I blow
Bitch
Fuck you
(Ha-Ha-Ha)