Said I’m back then, AOL on the disc

Boiled water for the rinse VCR’s and cassettes

Life ain’t waiting for your boy, I don’t have a weekly weep

Numb to CP24, everyday of every week

It’s the same thing on the screen

And my mom don’t like to sleep ‘til I’m at home in my sheets

Passed the days we used to roam

Hate them knowing where I be

Don’t act like I’m within reach

I don’t reach without a fee

Living conditions too low so that’s why my temper deep

I made figures in my home, so I never had to leave

Don’t give myself time to breathe, hate how I’m on high alert

Sky is still the darkest purple when my baby go to work

Had to tell her quit that job, told her let’s go get the purse

I don’t need the bag, need to see it in my chequings first

Got some kicks that’s way too fricken clean they never touched the earth

Don’t give two damns what a **** doing, never liked to surf

I went broker than the middle man to put me on a shirt

Putting GRAiN above the brim, putting God above the church

Life ain’t waiting for your boy

Life ain’t waiting for your boy, I don’t have a weekly weep

Mind is doing way too much, so it’s getting hard to sleep

Life ain’t waiting for your boy

Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip

Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip

Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip

Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip

Life ain’t waiting for your boy

I miss CD-Roms in cereal boxes

Hasbro Interactive was popping

You had to be at least 80 years old for a coffin

Funerals weren’t common

Only cared about seeing cartoon characters who coffee

Raised with less but a man like me not poor

Give a damn if it’s costly

Spending money don’t cost me

If I bought it don’t flaunt it

No lens on my wallet, I love to deposit

Love Deluxe by Ms. Adu

Forget all my problems

**** want to be popping, ‘til they sleeping in boxes

I went to the range I still feel how that Glock is

I know how to cock it, but know I don’t want it

So when I see tough talking on the net I don’t comment, rather net it and profit

I’m all about progress

You backwards **** can keep that life over there

I won’t cap you won’t catch me still living here

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Police always on the ave, thirteen on finch

Homies getting frisked, like we weren’t kids (x2)