Pardon My French

Hungry nights, I heard my stomach speaking When me and cuz were freezing, we ain't have no heating I got straight in the deep end, didn't dip my feet in When life gave me lemons, all I did was squeeze 'em I guess drug dealing just became appealing When you tryna find your meaning, it can be misleading If I ain't wheeling dealing then I'm plotting scheming I know my daughter needed feeding, that's the main reason Only God can judge me, tell 'em fuck their feelings I ain't stopping till I see this money touch the ceiling Told my ex I'm outta reach, I dunno why she reaching I am not the type of man to come pick up your pieces Probably out with brudda Ricky, scum diddy skeeting Don't let me round your baby mama cah I'll probably jeet it Had me starving my own ego when it needed feeding My soul needed healing, I'm really beating demons It's hard to function when you're self-destructive Overthinking all these thoughts, they're getting so disruptive My reflection in the mirror, I feel so disgusted Yet I'm still fucking pretty bitches, Lord knows I'm punching Demons in the dungeon waiting in abundance I been battling depression, tryna stay productive And I had to reconstruct 'fore I could be constructive But it's hard when you're obstructed by these thoughts of fuckery Contemplated suicide but couldn't find the guts You probably think that I'm okay cause I don't open up I keep on acting like I'm fine inside, it drives me nuts Got me staring at these bastards, getting fired up And I'm coming from a place where they deny you love Me and cuzzy be like Robin Hood and Friar Tuck All my family stick together, you can try your luck I just lit some 41, I'm feeling high as fuck If it's fake it till I make it, I'll be stuck forever Never stepped out in my life but I still fuck with steppers Plug call me Nicholas Cage, it's gone in sixty seconds Rest in peace Jermaine and McLean, I hope you up in Heaven Antisocial, I don't check my socials And if it's unimportant I'll reject your phone call I sleep with all my packs and keep my money local Suttin better lie in ahead, I guess I'm feeling hopeful Follow my thoughts, I ain't following laws My brudda born again and now he follows the Lord I'm still out here slanging grams, I ain't doing no fraud Told 'em twenty-four seven, I ain't never on pause I might eat her pussy while she lay on all fours You gon' hear her arse clapping like a round of applause Shawty gon' deep throat, she really down for the cause Deffo got the best mouth outta all of these slores She like "Benny when you fuck me, it's so fucking intense" I said "Baby mind your mouth", she said "Pardon my French" I call her Super Soaker, she be drenching the bed You know when Benny lay a pipe these bitches feel like they blessed It's still free Roads till they let my brother free I'll leave you in the mist if you ain't running at my speed I'm selling it expensive but I'm buying it for cheap And if rap don't work then I know money grow on trees