[Intro]
Drinking by my lonesome, not sure who to call
Everybody only see the outside, think I ball
But they don't really know me at all
Never walked in my shoes, never saw what I saw
[Verse 1]
I rap at late nights
I'm writing letters to my father he ain't ever finna read
I'm picturing my life, flowering as a seed
And wonderin' 'bout his thoughts on the day I was conceived
Life: it deceive, shit, I was taught that it would be alright
Now that doesn't correspond with what I see at night
Uh, things turned sour on that day in April
Damn near tried to hang myself with cables
In the garage, look, life: it get hard
If you think I'm any different 'cause they view me as a star
Well then you are just far from the truth
Lost my father at 16
Mother worried 'bout landowners evicting
Boy it gets sickening, kinfolk dying
Every day up on the big screen and all I got is big dreams
All for that money people would switch teams
And I would give it all to take your name from that obituary listing
Are you listening?
'Cause I be yelling at the sky like, "Do you miss me, Pops?"
'Cause I think about you every day
I never got to say goodbye, I want that shit in every way
Every day I roll, learn to toast in your honor
It's awful hard to be a man when you don't got yourself a father
But I carry on, just hoping that I make you proud
And fuck my opposition out here trying to take me out
They just don't know
They just don't know
Drinking by my lonesome, not sure who to call
Everybody only see the outside, think I ball
But they don't really know me at all
Never walked in my shoes, never saw what I saw
[Verse 1]
I rap at late nights
I'm writing letters to my father he ain't ever finna read
I'm picturing my life, flowering as a seed
And wonderin' 'bout his thoughts on the day I was conceived
Life: it deceive, shit, I was taught that it would be alright
Now that doesn't correspond with what I see at night
Uh, things turned sour on that day in April
Damn near tried to hang myself with cables
In the garage, look, life: it get hard
If you think I'm any different 'cause they view me as a star
Well then you are just far from the truth
Lost my father at 16
Mother worried 'bout landowners evicting
Boy it gets sickening, kinfolk dying
Every day up on the big screen and all I got is big dreams
All for that money people would switch teams
And I would give it all to take your name from that obituary listing
Are you listening?
'Cause I be yelling at the sky like, "Do you miss me, Pops?"
'Cause I think about you every day
I never got to say goodbye, I want that shit in every way
Every day I roll, learn to toast in your honor
It's awful hard to be a man when you don't got yourself a father
But I carry on, just hoping that I make you proud
And fuck my opposition out here trying to take me out
They just don't know
They just don't know
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