The Sandlot Kaine Carter

[Intro]
Scratch that
They can't feel my pain
I'm tripping off that acid rain
They can't feel it if they don't wanna feel it

[Verse 1]
If I cry and you cry
We in love
I tatted "XO" on my chest
No kiss and hugs
And I'm loopy off the drugs cuz I gets no love
Every nigga can relate
Shoutout to my depressed thugs
They don't understand
My competition? Full of fans
79 protons alone in my right hand
King Midas touch, bitch
And I'm in a rush, bitch
Bucket list long as fuck
Always tryna do too much shit
Much shit to be, too much shit to say
Still finding time to blast DJ Screw and Sensei
That S.U.C.,
H-Town
And my ATL family
My boys in public housing mad at me
We was dreaming in couches now y'all have that envy
Why the same niggas I started with
Tryna end me?
This N/V
Natives and Vagabonds
We living discreet
Just know I let the bass go when I speak
Fresher than a cup of some just-squeezed peach
Fresh enough to come clean
Outta shit's creek
I was broke last Sunday but I'm here
This week
Wishing my visions won't disappear
This week
Ain't got no fear
This week
I'm ashing my blunts right on the street
So get smoked from this lead
Or what's left on the concrete