I been doin' this for generations
And I'm facing'
What I'm playin'
In a blind eye oh woahuauoh
I been goin' through it
Not enough time
In my white tee
Im onna thin line
Heheheyyyy
I remember mamma cookin' on her stove
Dats my mammas stove
Lord please save meee
Confide in me
Come talk to me when you need someone
Dont let that shit hold you back
Hold up don't save me
I still see your smile
In the back of my mind
On the tip of my tongue
Can you you hold me down
Hit the road jack that's what they say
My thirst is killing me
The calm
The calm before the storm
You know it calm before it rains
In the workshop cooking'
Up some shit
Because we are all victims of
Some dumb shit
Killinn' the vibe
And You f*ckin' me up
I just wanna be opened upppppp
So I spark up my blunt
How bout a smoke session
Smoke session
Oh wait
Oh Wait a minute
The opps around the corner
I can f*ck wit dat shit
I aint playin no gimmicks
No games
Im just really trinna win this mothaf*ckin' race
Last time
I was brought down
Red wine
On my mothaf*ckin' white dress
Together together
Reflection.
As I tell my story, story tellin'
Story, story tellin'