Miles Gaines & Baby Bounce - Freeway City

Pour me some glasses of some Pinot

Fuck it, I need a bottle, I got a flight tomorrow

I got a mixed girl that also speaks Tagalog

Feel like I hit the lotto

I got an O.G. the toughest act to follow

Tell your DJ he needs some Meezy up in that Serato

My girl rock that CC, not no BCBG make it look easy

Five star dinner when I have time

cll that shit is paid for by songs on my hard drive

Moonwalking, when I'm in chase, and I ain't signed

Frog eyes, cabriolet, in the daytime

Family up in prison is the reason I was hurting

clways put the work in, always had the purpose

clways stood ten toes down, generational curses

Won't ever hurt him

I think about old times when my mind starts to get heavy

Hittin' big switches in my uncle's lil Chevy

Hometown hero, steppin' like Prince Harry

Heavy is the crown and the heart that I carry

Friendships that are bought with money mean nothing

You see how it is around here, I make a joke, everybody laughs

I know I'm funny, but I'm not that funny

It's fear that keeps them loyal to me

But the trick is not to be hated

I give them just enough where they need me, but they don't hate me

Don't forget what I'm telling you

I make it look easy, easy

Everybody needs me

I gave out so much to the point that I wasn't even eatin'

Everybody bites off the hand that feeds ‘em

Now I'm out here feasting, everybody mad cause I'm finally getting even

I turned nothing to something, but mom still tell me she mad at who I'm becoming

Pouring out my soul on these 808s

How many microphones I put on layaway

How many tours I do I do how many hands I shake

Nothing ever really goes my way

Writing all these songs in the driveway

I think about crashing when I'm on the highway

I'm insecure about seeing kids from high school

I don't want them asking what happened to Miles Gaines

Man I was supposed to be famous

Now I got a lil change and a chain

But the boy's still nameless

Look at all these things that I do for my family and friends

Spending ends on my credit card statements.

So please don't bother me

I done given out a whole lot of apologies

cnd people still don't seem to rock with me

From Drumma Boy to Damion Young

I pray that I can make it up

I pray that I can run it up

I pray that we can run it up

I got some words for Mighty Duck

Damn, that was my brother once

Typical me, I went and fucked it up.

You told me I was fucking up and the message stuck

Now I could blame it on the pills and the drinkin'

For everything that happened that evening

You was the only person that I could come to

No matter how you feel homeboy, I still love you