Y'know nothing in this life is easy
It's trials and tribulations and shit
Shit can be good and shit just go left out of nowhere
Shit just happened to me, like, crazy
My mind's very active though I feel very stagnant
I hear a lot of noise, but it static
I been caught up in material things, like my chain and my fabrics
Getting into the habit of tackling areas where I come up average
I'm not like all
If i wanted to be average, I woulda chose to play ball
Everything effects you, but you never saying the cause
You acting like the victim when I should be the one appalled
It's like talking to brick wall
My nigga, I get exhausted
Tears falling down, you so pussy, leak like a faucet
I got this f*cking heartless from chilling around with the vultures
Gliding to the Creek, where the dump the bodies, no Dawson
I don't give myself enough credit, my nigga I'm very awesome
You ever felt shock, when you get that call and your heart drops
Your girl on the phone like please don't be alarmed
Now everything she about to say is bout hit you just like a bomb
Like f*ck it, i'll drop it all, i'll be right there where you are
But you gotta chill, you in the office, you gon' look really off
You kinda stunned, lost for words, but you gotta explain to your boss
"Like my pregnant girlfriend about to drop our son off, premature,
And I'm really bout to lose my marbles. So what the f*ck
Can I dip or I gotta keep working?"
But it really came out like "I got a call and it's urgent", grabbed my bag, hit the chat
Like "I'll let y'all know any further"
She got the whip, so i hit dips, on my way to clinic
Hit her line, she already in women and infants
I'm like give me the room number
I'm bout to pass through security
This f*ck nigga worried about if i'm the dad or just family
Nah I'm just here to twiddle my fingers, while my girl give me handies
Got my work clothes on and a backpack full of some candy, nigga
Get the f*ck out my way before I lose it
Another obstacle yall gon' see the other side of Lucius; a lion
But this ain't scripted nigga
This ain't my decision nigga
She really 32 weeks and 3 centimeters
Our parents hitting my line
I'm thinking bout the delivery
I always wanted to have a kid, but this type of pain really isn't in me
I'm think about all of my wrongs, all of my f*cking sinning
If this shock, PTSD must suck
She said that i'm talking in my sleep, I'm in a rut
Life was f*cking good, now, this f*cking interrupt
Every time the doctor's come in I'm just looking stuck
Billion dollar industry, can't nobody do shit?
All this f*cking money, nobody came with a fix?
All this f*cking time, and I'm here just suffering this shit
I know you can induce, but, you can't hold back the shit?
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Y'know nothing in this life is easy
It's trials and tribulations and shit
Shit can be good and shit just go left out of nowhere
Shit just happened to me, like, crazy
My mind's very active though I feel very stagnant
I hear a lot of noise, but it static
I been caught up in material things, like my chain and my fabrics
Getting into the habit of tackling areas where I come up average
I'm not like all
If i wanted to be average, I woulda chose to play ball
Everything effects you, but you never saying the cause
You acting like the victim when I should be the one appalled
It's like talking to brick wall
My nigga, I get exhausted
Tears falling down, you so pussy, leak like a faucet
I got this f*cking heartless from chilling around with the vultures
Gliding to the Creek, where the dump the bodies, no Dawson
I don't give myself enough credit, my nigga I'm very awesome
You ever felt shock, when you get that call and your heart drops
Your girl on the phone like please don't be alarmed
Now everything she about to say is bout hit you just like a bomb
Like f*ck it, i'll drop it all, i'll be right there where you are
But you gotta chill, you in the office, you gon' look really off
You kinda stunned, lost for words, but you gotta explain to your boss
"Like my pregnant girlfriend about to drop our son off, premature,
And I'm really bout to lose my marbles. So what the f*ck
Can I dip or I gotta keep working?"
But it really came out like "I got a call and it's urgent", grabbed my bag, hit the chat
Like "I'll let y'all know any further"
She got the whip, so i hit dips, on my way to clinic
Hit her line, she already in women and infants
I'm like give me the room number
I'm bout to pass through security
This f*ck nigga worried about if i'm the dad or just family
Nah I'm just here to twiddle my fingers, while my girl give me handies
Got my work clothes on and a backpack full of some candy, nigga
Get the f*ck out my way before I lose it
Another obstacle yall gon' see the other side of Lucius; a lion
But this ain't scripted nigga
This ain't my decision nigga
She really 32 weeks and 3 centimeters
Our parents hitting my line
I'm thinking bout the delivery
I always wanted to have a kid, but this type of pain really isn't in me
I'm think about all of my wrongs, all of my f*cking sinning
If this shock, PTSD must suck
She said that i'm talking in my sleep, I'm in a rut
Life was f*cking good, now, this f*cking interrupt
Every time the doctor's come in I'm just looking stuck
Billion dollar industry, can't nobody do shit?
All this f*cking money, nobody came with a fix?
All this f*cking time, and I'm here just suffering this shit
I know you can induce, but, you can't hold back the shit?
It's trials and tribulations and shit
Shit can be good and shit just go left out of nowhere
Shit just happened to me, like, crazy
My mind's very active though I feel very stagnant
I hear a lot of noise, but it static
I been caught up in material things, like my chain and my fabrics
Getting into the habit of tackling areas where I come up average
I'm not like all
If i wanted to be average, I woulda chose to play ball
Everything effects you, but you never saying the cause
You acting like the victim when I should be the one appalled
It's like talking to brick wall
My nigga, I get exhausted
Tears falling down, you so pussy, leak like a faucet
I got this f*cking heartless from chilling around with the vultures
Gliding to the Creek, where the dump the bodies, no Dawson
I don't give myself enough credit, my nigga I'm very awesome
You ever felt shock, when you get that call and your heart drops
Your girl on the phone like please don't be alarmed
Now everything she about to say is bout hit you just like a bomb
Like f*ck it, i'll drop it all, i'll be right there where you are
But you gotta chill, you in the office, you gon' look really off
You kinda stunned, lost for words, but you gotta explain to your boss
"Like my pregnant girlfriend about to drop our son off, premature,
And I'm really bout to lose my marbles. So what the f*ck
Can I dip or I gotta keep working?"
But it really came out like "I got a call and it's urgent", grabbed my bag, hit the chat
Like "I'll let y'all know any further"
She got the whip, so i hit dips, on my way to clinic
Hit her line, she already in women and infants
I'm like give me the room number
I'm bout to pass through security
This f*ck nigga worried about if i'm the dad or just family
Nah I'm just here to twiddle my fingers, while my girl give me handies
Got my work clothes on and a backpack full of some candy, nigga
Get the f*ck out my way before I lose it
Another obstacle yall gon' see the other side of Lucius; a lion
But this ain't scripted nigga
This ain't my decision nigga
She really 32 weeks and 3 centimeters
Our parents hitting my line
I'm thinking bout the delivery
I always wanted to have a kid, but this type of pain really isn't in me
I'm think about all of my wrongs, all of my f*cking sinning
If this shock, PTSD must suck
She said that i'm talking in my sleep, I'm in a rut
Life was f*cking good, now, this f*cking interrupt
Every time the doctor's come in I'm just looking stuck
Billion dollar industry, can't nobody do shit?
All this f*cking money, nobody came with a fix?
All this f*cking time, and I'm here just suffering this shit
I know you can induce, but, you can't hold back the shit?
Writer: JAYLEN ANDRELL DOUGLAS
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