Verse 1:

It was just the other day, was sitting on your porch you would dream about the day we was no longer broke I knew people paid attention every time you spoke wish I knew how they was hating, only smoke and mirrors we grew up, went our separate ways, so lemme paint the picture I went to school for business, learning how to make some figures you stayed at home hustled, running round with guns and triggers I would text you scriptures you had slept through winters

praying you don't see the day they hopping out that sprinter van Momma stressing day and night, she can't enjoy her dinner plans police wanna see your hands feel like I was in the stands sinnerman, where you going run to maybe all them dreams we had seen ain't going come true losing all control, pressing z, but it won't undo hit your phone like what's new hit me back like nothing much told you I would I slide around the way as soon as summer touched held the stick like in the clutch shooting shots like in the clutch walking with it on you under arms as if it was a crutch heating up, you feel the flames to put it out, you deal the rain

I was just two weeks from coming home when you hit a stain got no phone, it's in the drain

momma call, you never knew you just tryna stay down on the low until the drama through we was talking revenue sisters used to double Dutch now they swinging arms in the air, the block is jumping up months go by, the summer's up don't know if you still alive you ever had a homie get so low, you thought he would've died now im back in school, hit the pool, chilling out here where it's tropical get a call, your momma stalls, say was you in the hospital at times it isn't logical the vision in my optical this time, swear the sun had set with no hopes of a prodigal return teachers saying I should learn and I should care bout attendance hard sitting through these classes so I don't make an appearance way to bougie, pretentious I got homies serving a sentence and I got hear complaints about the weather or if so and so together or hear lectures from professors who don't give no resemblance, Man it's hurting people back home in the struggle why was I so deserving

 

Hook:

It was just the other day, was sitting on your porch you would dream about the day we was no longer broke I knew people paid attention every time you spoke wish I knew how they was hating, only smoke and mirrors we grew up, went our separate ways, so lemme paint the picture I went to school for business, learning how to make some figures you stayed at home hustled, running round with guns and triggers I would text you scriptures you had slept through winters

praying you don't see the day they hopping out that sprinter van Momma stressing day and night, she can't enjoy her dinner plans police wanna see your hands feel like I was in the stands sinnerman, where you going run to

 

Verse 2:

Woke up from a nightmare and im praying it won't come true system wanna hunt you gun so big, you hunchback

only in different place cause I used to run track hoping you going come back you just had to flea the scene see the little homies on the block they screaming free the team walking with the heat, let it rain you going feel the steam I was somewhere in between hate it when I come around bullet holes, funerals, the usuals of summer sounds riding when the sun is down looking up to pooh shiesty new nikes you likely die here move slightly prove nightly don't you come ride here mothers going cry here brothers going slide here ain't no one snitch so he only got nine years know when the time clears imma be right by your side list is way too long of the ones we know who ain't survive swallow pride hollow tips follow lies karma hits drama brews morning news mourning pews robinson, 42 praying they don't corner you don't know if there's more to do it's a battle going on I can see a war in you this is my only way to let it all out gun was pointed at your face heard shells fall out

 

Hook:

It was just the other day, was sitting on your porch you would dream about the day we was no longer broke I knew people paid attention every time you spoke

wish I knew how they was hating, only smoke and mirrors we grew up, went our separate ways, so lemme paint the picture I went to school for business, learning how to make some figures you stayed at home hustled, running round with guns and triggers I would text you scriptures you had slept through winters

praying you don't see the day they hopping out that sprinter van Momma stressing day and night, she can't enjoy her dinner plans police wanna see your hands feel like I was in the stands sinnerman, where you going run to