If it ain't broke, don't stress it If you ain't ready for it, don't test it
If I don't f*ck with it, I don't respect it In these streets, boy, I'm well-connected
If it ain't broke, boy, don't stress it If you ain't ready for it, don't test it
If I don't f*ck with it, I don't respect it All this back and forth sounds just like a
Broken record A lot of things I see, I don't respect it
I did a lot of things in my life, I don't regret it
A lot of things I had in my past, had to forget it
Things I can't control right now, I don't stress it
Even your peoples will make you feel neglected Some bullshit happened to me, I didn't expect it
I took it as God trying to send me a message Me being right here rapping now is such a blessing
Rebellion tried to hide the pain, still can't escape the rain
Looked for help, but couldn't find a thing, now all my diamonds bling
I admit I like to find the things, I'm from where they let they llamas sing
Since my uncle died, I ain't been the same I can hear him saying, nephew, keep doing your thing
Felt like I had nothing to gain Walking in the rain, feeling so ashamed
Make sure they remember your name, dang I never felt hurt like this before
Like pouring alcohol on the open soil When I was young, I had to steal out the store
Shit, I thought it was normal to be poor I wore dirty clothes off the floor
My pops spent more money on hoes than my growth That nigga's a joke, but I still wish him hope
But if he needed to wash up, I wouldn't give him soap
You ain't heard, I'm the best on my coast I move around like I'm the Pope
Captain of this boat, when you in that water, niggas, you gon' sink or you gon' float