King JC. - March 31st (Troubled Child) Lyrics

I love that my diamonds don't make mistakes
I took over the game it was a piece of cake
They say you can't eat the cake and have it to
I f*ck her good make her get rid of the attitude
I'm never cappin in my rapping i be factual
I'm in it for the longitude not the latitude
Niggas see you getting money and be mad at you
When all they had to do is really ask you how to do
That's why I can't trust a soul could you blame me
Tell you the meaning when I'm high call that HD
Tell you the reason that I'm high could you blame me
I gotta troubled mind and thoughts really pain me
Gotta keep the canvas clean opps tryna paint me
Niggas really hate me only cause they ain't me
And my nigga lately
I been up hella late
I ain't never been a rat but I been on a cheddar chase
I been onna cheddar chase
Chasing after bread nigga
Pull it out the suitcase
Aim it at yo head nigga
How is you a man if you don't mean what you said
Make a nigga flinch and like flint fill em wit lead
Young trap ass rap ass rich ass king
Keep a nine by my bed Incase I see em in dreams
And if they die in my head then I go to extremes
I'm on yo block
Wit the glock
Mama screaming "no stop"
But I see no cops so I let that bitch blow
Had a grudge but when I score the bucket ima let it go
RIP to Nipsey Hussle he da f*cking goat
Certified gangsta and hood legend fasho
Niggas wanna start and ima let it go
But Ima leave em shitty cuh that is all I know
No Eric holder he a bitch nigga fasho
Not to mention he a snitch nigga fasho and if I ever catch you I'm aiming it at yo nose
And I'll still beat yo ass if I ain't have my f*ckin pole
Can't move forward if you ain't got no f*cking goals
Big green weed plant looking like a troll

Put the gyro on a menu bitch I am what I eat
Stayed 10 toes and I saw defeat
Really in the field it's still dirt up on my cleats
Man I bite my tongue so much it be words up on my teeth
7 AM in Vegas bro they hate me cause I made it
I am not a racist but I go to war like I'm Reagan
And I am not a doctor but I'm getting paid by my patience
All this stress and this pain man I damn near couldn't take it
Man my dad died and my family acting mad at me
Beat the pussy up so bad I damn near caught a battery
I had wrong intentions showing niggas how that malice be
And This ain't the outro but it's the end of the tragedies nigga

They said no hook the intro
And they know I always listen when I'm off the indo
I could put on a big show
Put the bread on yo head then I send the info
I ain't lying to niggas
I got signs and proof
And if I ever get signed then they signed the truth
I said I won't be satisfied when mine find the loot
Be kind you'll be just fine
Be humble protect yo mind