Fresh out the box, kicks clean, crispy

Out the window yellin out Lord fix me

White tee, blonde hair, did it swiftly

Always had the vision for this, bitch please

I feel us, heaven sent to heal us

Present tense pressure on my shoulders

Hit a lil shrug

Hate gettin lost in translation

This is real love

Pain in your eyes every time that I pill up

Devil castin stones only made me bolder

Crashin out on the track, Usain Boltin'

Made amends then again burned a bridge off a gram of the shrooms

Learn about me, keep it real

Better read the room

Thinking back on the days Daddy showed me the loot

Heard the click of money countin

Stackin cash to the roof

Just a kid, everything looked bigger in youth

Til I saw a guy stealing

He was small and confused

Grabbed a couple things and left

Dad told me don't move

Then went outside, cops arrived

As I hid by the juice

Peaking out seeing dad, a man unafraid

The robber could've been armed but he was lacking in strength

First time knowing some heroes don't wear capes

Just raw will, strong build

Walking in faith

On top ill, 8/29 in the grave

Shoutout dad

Gave me five at the station that day

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

You had the chance

You had my focus in your hands

I should've never doubled back

Sometimes I don't stick to the plan

But you just had to go off script, acting up, throwin fits

Fuck what you represent

Your tendencies make me sick

Long way from that back seat fucking up the matte seats

Wake up in a trance

Drivin home on them backstreets

Cold air what I'm used to

Imagine my funeral

The coldest ever lived etched in on my tombstone

God is directing this movie to perfection

A look back on my life in grand scheme is a second

I spend many hours in my mind recollecting the visions coming from me tender age of 11

That's why I got that fire, my thoughts is electric

A day in my shoes fuck around and feel destined

Woah, beam me up

This gon blow the city up

Don't call it luck, most of you won't see what it really took

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

I took Ls, I hit J's

I got Ms on the way

It's too late to back out now

You're stuck in the game

Mania killin em

Carousel spinnin em

Love or lust?

Meds in my head, still ain't feelin none

Vices just to numb the pain

143 on the chain

Beat her box out of frame

Now she running back to me

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

Bitch please

My life rare (yeah)

Life ain't fair