Letras
(INTRO)
I been tryna make it happen
I been pushin' through pain
Lately my life feel as heavy as rain
As heavy as my chain
That's a part of the game
That I can't get out of my head
You been tryna make a stack of paper like me
Tinted windows up
But you know that I see
3-D
Back up on the block
Smokin' that ____
There ain't no future
Maybe it's a problem that I think with my emotion
Gettin' pissed an' breakin' shit
Is just another notion
That's how shit been goin'
Don't give ya money
Our relationship been broken
I can see you want me dead
Like
Twenty years
Ten careers
Plenty tears
Fresher gear
Present fear
You better steer
Clear of all the drama
Use ya logic not the llama
I can feel the inner conflict
Like Trump vs. Obama
On my momma
I could never say
"I put that on her life"
Gotta brother and a sister
And a cat
But not a wife
What's a dollar to a millionaire
A son without a dad
Differences we reconciled thoroughly
I'm glad
Maturity is more than seven letters in a word
It's eight, but
The debate is that I just want to be heard
Music gave me power
I make music every hour
Flower might be white
But I prefer to roll the sour with the rum
Keep it in control
I could never be a bum
Homeless line the streets
I know it can't be fun
To be beggin' for a dollar at ya Fast Food #1
I'm just tryna keep my family name away from the slums
I don't want a bitch
I want a baddie worth my time
Phenin' for my love
Not fa every single dime