Recollection

They can't keep their money, but for years they keep their grudges I been under something, deep depression it kept comin till it gave me nothing Told myself I would be something rap game like the big great pumpkin no assumptions don't say nothin An they can't keep their money, but for years they keep their grudges I was under the assumption no more fakes would hit my line, but they kept comin So I lace my shoes and I start runnin Mom I'm goin to the hills Make myself be something They say that I can make it under all the smiles they think that I'll be nothing Quit the hatin bite yo lip, like you was snuffin They send some shots but I be duckin You binded by the white lines, that's why you puppets Trapped like some luggage Free minded all the times that I said fuck it Drop the people that meant most an I felt nothin Because they felt that way before, god strike me if I'm bluffin Now the past is comin back to haunt me All my dreams of all the fame they comin back to taunt me An these people from few years ago just bring dirty laundry Like they still want an apology Ain't gonna apologize, because I'm working on myself Ain't gonna criticize, cause you not happy with yourself Devils hand that we been dealt but ima smile through it Cause it's good for the health that's how you grind through it 90 proof it You can either be the dust or you can be the broomstick You can either be the zombie or you can be the boomstick Either have gold grills or you could be toothless Either be born rich or you just grind through it So I grind through it, have this album welcome you to it Even Freddy Krueger had bad dreams Use the ruger only way you could pass me in no way you're surpassing Don't trust people in the car belt fasten Need a drug everlasting kill the pain that makin god laughin Yeah Pants saggin Don't come over talkin bout fashion When you wear the same clothes an be mismatchin Nike shirt, Adidas shorts be collabing Better check yourself Better check you're status You're bitch ain't that bad she made my dick flaccid I been the wave no duraggin Ya lil two cents havin Got the liquor in the brown bag and You smokin Newports Lace the black airforces You claim you kill a man cause you hear voices Cause you ain't a man can't face yo choices And bitch I ain't a fan cause you ain't supportin