Mmmh
Mmh
You recordin?
(yeah)
Ayt
It's ayt
It's alright
(it's alright)
It's ayt
It's alright
(it's alright it's alright)
It's ayt
It's alright
(it's alright)
It's ayt
It's alright
(ohh no)
It's ayt
It's alright
(it's alright)
It's ayt (yeah)
It's alright
Emotional roller-coaster
I got my ammo and mission like I'm a soldier
But never fighting your wars
I'm just focused minding my own bruh
Minding my own ****
Y'all niggas throat slit
Blood flowin like it was water
Gushin
I'm overwhelmed been tryna find myself I
Figured I find out what's my worth before I find my wealth
Man I dun' found me a good reason not to off myself
And this living **** ain't hard I found a helping hand look
I pray tonight I do it right for all the times I've failed
Walking through shadows to refine myself
But all I find is paper trails
See I've been out for way too long
I figured I should make this song
To let you know this is my moment
And I'm goin prevail
I find it funny when niggas be showin signs of weakness
Instead of facing they demons
Growing, feelings, emotions
The thought tomorrow might be no more
That **** was haunting
But thankfully momma told me
Hold my head up when the storm hit
R.I.P momma
Coz you ain't got to see your boy get rich momma
But I'mma make it that's a promise I'mma keep momma
On everything I am coz I know I'm the **** momma
And fallin down can never keep me 6 deep poppa
So you about to see your boy get rich poppa
Said I'mma make it that's a promise I'mma keep poppa
On everything I am coz I know I'm the **** poppa
For real
I find it funny when niggas showin signs of weakness
Instead of facing their demons growing, feelings, emotions
The thought tomorrow might be no more
That **** was haunting
Thankfully momma taught me
Hold my head up when the storm hit
But it aint hard to panic when I hear the bell tolling
Every Sunday morning
While some niggas out for your soul
Some purging for it
Know that it aint hard to tell your place
When all just feels against you
And it ain't hard to find your way
But who you takin with you?
(I)
Father my music
Niggas reppin on dead beats with dead lyrics
Plannin to make it big now
That's a miss
I rap and trap
Your map I trash
Ny bros the best
Follow no steps
We on the edge
I'm bout to flex
I drop a line you drop a verse
I kill your ass(I kill your ass nigga)
You say you run the world but look around you ain't best (not at all)
R.I.P momma
Coz you ain't got to see your boy get rich momma
But I'mma make it that's a promise I'mma keep momma
On everything I am coz I know I'm the **** momma
And fallin down can never keep me 6 deep poppa
So you about to see your boy get rich poppa
Said I'mma make it that's a promise I'mma keep poppa
On everything I am coz I know I'm the **** poppa
For real
Yeah
Deep in your cave gems a handful
They join to brighten our days
You're forever my sunshine
And your smile I shall carry it through all I face
Never will I ever forget you momma
Love ya
R.I.P momma
Coz you ain't got to see your boy get rich momma
But I'mma make it that's a promise I'mma keep momma
On everything I am coz I know I'm the **** momma
And fallin down can never keep me 6 deep poppa
So you about to see your boy get rich poppa
Said I'mma make it that's a promise I'mma keep poppa
On everything I am coz I know I'm the **** poppa
For real
I got these angels all around me nigga
I got these angels all around me nigga
I got these angels all around me nigga
I got these angels all around me
Ooh
I got these angels all around me nigga
The ring of fire keep me high my nigga
I got these angels all around me nigga
I got these angels all around me
Ooh
