Growing up, dreams are free.

As a kid, learning your enemy.

Pokémon, saving my energy.

Walked in with the water and fire.

Walked in with the purple and grass.

Walked in with the metal and rocks.

Paper cuts when I finger the guap licking the bank hitting the spot.

Blew a stack on some Gucci and limited kicks.

Missing my people that left this earth.

Sometimes I sit by the window and wish.

Look at my kid and I love this life.

Questioning if I deserve this gift.

Question if all of my choices are right.

Youngin’ that came with the pole on a light

Jacuzzi the tip if you up it and try before we had fun we were learning survival.

Back in day.

Look up to killas.

Home Depot.

Look up to drillas.

N.F.L.

Look up to hittas.

It’s not right I know.

Trauma it caught up and killing me slow.

Burning my lungs.

Smoking on dope.

Toothbrush clip.

Came with the scope.

Feds outside.

Run out the back door,

where you gone run?

Where you gone go?

Where you gone run?

Where you gone go?

Where you gone run?

Where you gone go?

Where you gone run?

Where you gone go?

Where you gone run?

Where you gone go?

Tell me where you wanna go.

Baby tell me where you wanna go.