This is who?
Don't you worry bout me don't assume
Mobbin with the crew we makin moves
Drop an eighth in a wood make it two
Make it rain on my bday like wet monsoon
And yo bitch a two
Can't tell me that I sound just like who?
You sound broke don't say shit you kill the mood
I got no time still I make no excuse
Ten hut
I fight the war of how the man was
My grandfather wasn't in a court but he was in a war shooting and1's
With handguns
Father look at me like damn son?
You really smoking now?
I heard you toking at the house
No joking, when he kicked me out
My momma isn't really proud of me
But I get it
Ive been Smoking on my front porch
Dad trippin eating all his lunch more
Been feenin for the laced blunt more
If you f*ck with the crew you get the blunt force
Trauma, inducing
Roll with a sad bitch, damn what a nuisance
Ever since I got the news sent that gabby passed
I've been checking in on media's to ensure that we okay
It ain't no game
Talking bout the homies and we all safe
Talking like you know me it ain't okay
Don't bother me just listen
You wasting time with no mission
I see success, premonitions
I peep the blessed and make wishes
And I all I got is 2020 vision
Now I ain't gone lie about it
I never thought I'd rap but I sound astounding
My Brodie went back to selling quarter pounds and
It's clear that I lacked every sort of ounce of direction
And everything he packs is a weapon
He ain't learnin much, no lesson
I'm always concerned, all questions like
Who?
Don't you worry bout me don't assume
Mobbin with the crew we makin moves
Drop an eighth in a wood make it two
Make it rain on my bday like wet monsoon
And yo bitch a two
Can't tell me that I sound just like who?
You sound broke don't say shit you kill the mood
I got no time still I make no excuse
"Come, my children, listen to me, I will teach you the fear of the lord
Whomever of you loves life & desires to see many good days, keep your tongue from evil and your lips from telling lies."