Aye, aye, look
I stil got my bus pass to look back
Reflect on them hardships
Fell down and bounced back
I killed all that nonsense
Old hoes they still mad
You down bad, I’m off it
New joint I must have
I put that in (?)
I’m stil hella awkward of some good weed
Never in a moment
Contemplate on how it should be
My momma hit me up the other day
Say she gon' slow it down
She always doing fifty things at once
And never hold it down
I’m like damn I feel the same
Remind myself to find my pace
Only competition is myself
And I still lose that race
Entered 19 I quit the Magic
Off the glass and got it back
If I can make it out of (?)
Shit, I’m on the magic
(?) keep me up at night
I’m writing speeches for my grammy
I’m just claiming everything
I don’t need nobody to hand me love
I got big plans outside this booth
They like what can he do
My niggas dream, I’m out to win
I’m just like hear me too