I only do for this for my mom I Know she betting on me
She say just keep being you I know You get it From me
I know she got problems too but She still Checking on me
She knew my worth before I ever Started Getting money
Yeah I been getting money
Shit, lemme brag a bit
I been in my bag a bit
Prayed and he answered it
Even fell in love again
I been feeling happiness
But some man just can't handle it
They really try dismantle it
The anger I just channel it
Make a couple bangers quick
Me, I Put my heart in it
Them niggas still chatting shit
Climbed out of the bucket
And they tried to drag me back in It
I Just turned 23 so why they want Me on my savage shit
Me, I'm making paper plans
Cah the ends will break a man
Losing niggas that went to my School motivates a man
Being on the road was never cool
No I ain't a fan
Tell the truth, it taught me lessons No one could, it made a man
Conversations with Robin we Chopped it up a bit
No weed, no liquor, sister and Brother shit
Spoke about the city and how it Ain't got much love in it
And if we supported eachother we Could be on top with it
Spoke about the year every topic On your Timeline
And how we never seen anything Like this in our lifetime
Man, it's fucked still
Feeling like it's not real
Mummy told me meditate
Doctor tell me pop pills
Hit em with the slow flow
I mastered all that skippy shit
Back then had no dough
Couldn't throw no hissy fit
Had to get my own bro
Ain't nobody give me this
Fell out with my own bro
Guess he didn't fit the pic
Thank the lord that I don't need No Validation
I tried to bring em' with me like it Was my job to save em'
Focused on my future, them niggas Was busy Raven
There's virtue in the impatience
I learnt to be cool with waiting
I know, about the come up Working till the sun up
Remember going jehlani's
With the brick for the top up
I remember the first time they Almost got me
I knew someone out there loves Me only My jacket got cut up
(Someone praying for me)
And I don't look a gift horse in the Mouth
Niggas don't get back up when They slipping In the south so, yeah
Call that luck or coincidence
It's a blessing either way, I could be Dead or Or in prison, when it's my Time
Hope I see and all my niggas dem
Sometimes I get depressed cos I Dunno if I will again
The good die young and were just Left with the wicked men
But I can not judge another cos That makes me no different then
And they say times heals, I beg to Differ bro
But I find peace in fucking bitches And this liquor though
Yeah I'm a sinner, tell me Something that I didn't know
I don't trust a soul, I'm careful Which ones I Let in my home