This ain't the first time
It's felt like the lullabies
Hit the shelter
Words melting through my head
And nothing makes sense
But everything is fine with that
Make it all make sense
I wish you would've listened
'Fore I started making sense but now It's all about the rent
I'm growing up
The way Annette had seen it fit
When we was jits
In my defense, we wasn't shit
But now we hot shit
Like we just flipped the switch
In my defense, we wasn't shit
But now we hot shit nigga
Now it's all about the rent
Growing up the way Annette had seen it fit when we was six
Now we hot shit
Flipped the switch
In my defense, we wasn't shit