I’m screaming fuck em

Let they momma love em

If I don’t know you I don’t gotta trust you

Shit even if I know you

**** be all kind of fucked up

I got my dollars tucked

In case I gotta body something (Fuck it)

I put my all in these bars

And I spit em to cause effect

It took some time for me to realize that it’s all finesse

I used to sit in front of the TV til it was dark

Watching 106 & Park

Pretending to be a star

Before I knew that life was a bitch

I had a plot to get rich

I got inspired from watching my momma clocking for shifts

These **** do it for a watch on they wrist

Or props from a bitch

That don’t even got a pot to go piss

I’m a motherfuckin soldier

I thought I told ya

Four hunnid degrees flaming

Like I’m from the Nolia

I can’t let ‘em fuck me over

I might all black the Rover

For how they hoed us

They know they owe us

These days

It sound like lies to me

Heat waves

Burn inside of me

Streets laced

With high anxiety

Blind eye could see

I wish I would give my heart to a bitch and it ain’t returned

I wish I would

I roll my problems in a wood

Sit back and just let it burn

Misunderstood

I have no fucks to give

I seen the cold shoulder

Too many roads to begin

I’ve heard so many no’s

I thought I could breathe with my ears

So when I get the chance

Imma make em feel me for years

Young **** fresh from the sewer

Who woulda knew it

I traveled many nights in that Buick tryna pursue this

Prayin to pictures of Buddhas and Jesus

I put my thoughts in motion like telekinesis

I ain’t had good rest in fourteen days

That’s too weak

But when you chase dreams you lose sleep

These loose leafs contribute to telling my plight

If the sky’s the limit ****

Then I am a flight

I am the Sun

Related to the Moon in the night

I am a gun

Waiting for the moment to strike

Motherfuckers thought I would fall by the way side but boy did they lie

Since yay high

I knew that I would ball like Shanghai

These days

It sound like lies to me

Heat waves

Burn inside of me

Streets laced

With high anxiety

Blind eye could see

I wish I would give my heart to a bitch and it ain’t returned

I wish I would

I roll my problems in a wood

Sit back and just let it burn

Misunderstood