Guess a few exceptions, yeah, I'm living honest Except I promised my momma that I would finish college, started chasing Sorry ma, I forget about it but if money evil I'm hoping that you see through all the drama and watch me get these dollars And my ambition so hot, it's like I'm bleeding lava Haters be me to stop but I don't even bother Though my approach is seeming awkward, I could see it See success and I just see the that I don't need a father hotter than the drop of Harry Potter shit Pedal to the metal, high-level, throttle shit searching for a reason why niggas ain't acknowledge this I'm lost in an era where real shit does not I hate the sway of things, I'm everyday it I'm blazed and laughing at the way they overdoing shit I'm just a old soul sticking to a script I guess I got to prove this shit, I'm truly too to quit
I'd like to send a shout to the that didn't raise us To every ho who hated, now unable to say To critics doing dirty with comments and paid for an apartment Yesterday off songs I haven't yet made up Cressida, pay up Bars going hard as the ashtray I place guts Shouts to the eses who paid pesos to us, riding in the barrio Huff and puff blowing in Huf clothing articles, Kenny rolling blunts, got us stuck a barnacle To the bottom of your shit, ironic cause the As nautical as ships, look momma, momma Look, your product is legit, I promise, got me balling up my fist 'Til I demolish your clique, the clips I am honestly as bomb as it gets, of who talking I'm farming, harvesting Just me and Domo and lit to split between two of us Rocking boxes easy as warming some noodles up So, searching for a way to it right Young, black, and jaded, hazy strolling through the night