[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Been a long time doin' this shit on my own
Been a lot of fake bitches that's hittin' my phone
Momma, I promise I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't condone
Spent the last year depressed and was feeling alone
Been a long time doin' this shit on my own
Been a lot of fake bitches that's hittin' my phone
Momma, I promise I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't condone
Spent the last year depressed and was feeling alone (Look, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Thought I was broken from that troubled state
Makin' that "Momma, I got in trouble" faces
So I had to put my pops on a couples lakes
I look for land in Riverside and only found a lake
Now I live in DTLA, rootin' for the Lakers
Screamin' from the roof tops, our money ain't make us
Thinkin' back to the past and think how much it changed us
And how I made it where I am 'cause I was advantageous
Momma told me stayin' stuck in my head would be dangerous
Back then writin' little raps, meant the mic was my paintbrush
Every acid tab I had that was leavin' my brain crushed
And I'm still lookin' for a bitch that'll give me the same rush
I still think about you everyday
Even though I moved to LA with a new bitch that I'm afraid to call bae
And how I'm a skinny vegan, I done switched from that number, ayy
I told my doctor that rappers consist my dinner plates
And how I smile everyday 'cause Mom's in a bigger place
Tryna get over the fact that whites tryna wipe my race
I just take all the hate and light to a [?]
And I just take a couple shrooms and watch it droop my face (Yeah)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Been a long time doin' this shit on my own
Been a lot of fake bitches that's hittin' my phone
Momma, I promise I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't condone
Spent the last year depressed and was feeling alone
Been a long time doin' this shit on my own
Been a lot of fake bitches that's hittin' my phone
Momma, I promise I'm doin' shit that you wouldn't condone
Spent the last year depressed and was feeling alone (Look, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Thought I was broken from that troubled state
Makin' that "Momma, I got in trouble" faces
So I had to put my pops on a couples lakes
I look for land in Riverside and only found a lake
Now I live in DTLA, rootin' for the Lakers
Screamin' from the roof tops, our money ain't make us
Thinkin' back to the past and think how much it changed us
And how I made it where I am 'cause I was advantageous
Momma told me stayin' stuck in my head would be dangerous
Back then writin' little raps, meant the mic was my paintbrush
Every acid tab I had that was leavin' my brain crushed
And I'm still lookin' for a bitch that'll give me the same rush
I still think about you everyday
Even though I moved to LA with a new bitch that I'm afraid to call bae
And how I'm a skinny vegan, I done switched from that number, ayy
I told my doctor that rappers consist my dinner plates
And how I smile everyday 'cause Mom's in a bigger place
Tryna get over the fact that whites tryna wipe my race
I just take all the hate and light to a [?]
And I just take a couple shrooms and watch it droop my face (Yeah)
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