Kickman on the track
Wished that I picked up the Mac
And point it at these "real niggas" claiming that they bussin back
Niggas really silicone, scatting like they running track
I'm tracing to the end zone, dodging hate like imma quarterback
I remember pop Warner I was looking up to Fred
And it really hit me hard when Kari told me that you dead
I don't care about how they feel, long live a black king
I'm tryna ball like my niggas in Lakeland and cop a ring
Cop a ring for my mama, cop a ring for my girl
Go through hell so I can reach the heavens and give my fam the world
I been stressing for a blessing
Living life and learning lessons
I can die at any minute pray to God for a second
Far ahead my time you gon need binoculars
I don't give a f*ck about a soul, even if they popular
I'm just tryna stack this money
I'm tryna travel with the team
I'm just tryna wife this girl who just tryna help me chase a dream like yeah
Yeah
Baby will you save me?
Walls be caving in
I don't know if I can escape it
Yeah yeah
Ayeeeee yeah
Like baby will you save me?
Maybe if I say please?
I see clear like HD
That a lot of these niggas tryna play me
Maybe I should let go
Maybe I should just fold
Find it too hard to stand on ten toes
Yeah I love you everyday like I just told ya