I asked shorty what he on

He said whatever for a dollar

Songs, phones zones you can holler

If you need some flower gotta strand called higher power

Said you look familiar think your father was my barber

Your pops named Kenny with a sister named Jenny?

He said yea that’s my auntie

And she on her way to and get me

And yea that’s my daddy me and him don’t really talk he kicked me out the crib cuz I was serving and got caught

He got his other kids guess he feel like I’m a lost cause because I’d rather be a boss

Of my own

Said I’m acting too grown

Doing things he don’t condone and my pride too strong

I had to up it on him he was on another tirade

Auntie Jenny said he act the same when he was my age

I guess that’s where I get from

You know he ain’t get out til I was 12 we used to visit him

He told me when he get back we gone live it up

Instead he had me feel like I’m a prisoner

And it was times where I know I should’ve listened up

But I feel like he was more content with just giving up

You old **** say we ignore the game you giving us

I say it’s all a front and ya’ll don’t really give a fuck then wander why we go around sticking **** up

(Click)

Matter fact gone give it up

I ain’t get the message or the lesson

I be stressing plus my girlfriend expecting need it now more than ever that leather and your wallet keys bag and the rest of your possessions then Jenny pulled up in a Tesla

I ain’t tripping had a smile while he was fleeing Don’t forget to tell my pops you ran into me when you see him