Bitch you don't know me
The way I'm smoking this za it make me levitate
I miss the old me
But when I locked him away, I didn't hesitate
But I'm still growing
All this cash I been getting, gotta get me a safe
To keep me safe from all the pain and these lame ass friends running in and out my life
Calling me just to get high
"Wally, do you got your pen?" "Can I hit it real quick for a fix?"
Damn, is this what I'm known for
But I'm not tryna be mean
So I let 'em be a feen
And I let em use my shit as they vaccine
God put me onto better things, gave me options to get clean and alter all of these tragedies
He 'don seen all my dreams, threw em into reality
I'm just tryna keep my balance, gotta work on my gravity
Sometimes I wonder if they all would cry if I died from that time when I was 9
I try not to hate my father for that shit that him and momma let my pretty little eyes see at 5
And that's probably why I'm high all the time
So every time I fuck up they 'gon say it's the trees
And when I flip out on a bitch, they 'gon be lookin at me
And they gon tell me to breathe, cause they don't think it's really even that deep
I'm overthinking everything while everybody sleep
I don't fuck with school lunch, tryna find sum to eat
So I hit up broski Xzay, and told him send me the beat, huh
Soon as I get my first whip, I'ma hop in and floor it
Tryna write out all this music with no time to record it
All these people hating on me, I'm just tryna ignore it
Wake up everyday to the grind, sometimes this shit could get boring
I'm going city to city, I just imagine I'm touring
I'm in the back of the Benz so they be calling me spoiled
I might go roll up this za so I can feel like I'm soaring
Monica keep the braids tight all I do is just oil 'em
I just walk straight up to the mic and speak my mind without warning
Know you don't wanna hear no real shit, wanna hear about foreign cars and rockstars
That's cool too
But half of y'all been saying "Wally, play the real you!"
So here I go, standing 10 toes to the damn floor
With my fucked up attitude y'all told me leave at the door
I did it all without no help, y'all better credit where it's owed
Please excuse my cockiness, im feeling faded than a ho
Nigga cannot touch my pencil, better run me 7 blows
Since y'all wanna talk about it, let me run you through the whole
Matter fact, scratch that, yall can take that shit to go
Cause y'all swear yall fuckin know me
The way I'm smoking this za it make me levitate
But I still wanna cry when I see your face
All these bad memories that I just can't erase
Every time that I try, I end up hesitating
Waiting
You know I get impatient
Waiting
Waiting
Know I get impatient
Thank you Xzay