Rooftop sessions. Pigeons on the ledge came to scoop my message
Never really fit in on the block. No Tetris
Used to eat peanut butter straight, no beverage
UGH
I just wanna feed my son
Where the bag nigga? See my gun?
Never really thought about growing old. Because niggas with a dream die young
But that's first grade
Dammed if I die up in this bird cage
Mama said fuck what the church say... So I never been
Working at a job gettin' dirt pay
Slit my wrist on a Thursday. 5AM
Woke up I'm alive again
Same dream for the passed week. shit so weird
I live good, get bread. Nigga got no fear
I see heaven from the jet so clear
And that's real shit
Calling me prophet
Tell my truth. It pays to be honest
If my momma need it I got it
If my youngin' bleeding I stop it
UGH
All my niggas know that I'm bout it
All my women know that I'm solid
If God send that wave then I ride it
UGH