[Intro]
Yeah
Finally here
The goal's closing ends
It’s been love
More hate though
REASON
[Verse 1]
Summer gettin' closer
Startin' to feel realer now that the pressure rollin’
Paid no attention to hate but sometimes it's best to focus
Carry Del Amo, tryna turn my city up and build it up
With the hopes that one day I can finally rest my shoulders
But this shit feelin' heavy as ever
Lost relationships with homies that I thought I knew better
Gave her the trial run, I'm guessin' we have to settle
I mean, shit, let's just say them niggas owe us one
Worked for my blessings not knowin' when they was supposed to come
Pops is always stoned, thank God he wasn't a rollin’ one
Mom’s warmhearted but seem like she was the coldest one
She ain't with that beat around the bush shit
She get straight to it, we call her "hole in one"
P adjusted, kept me balanced
What a challenge, played my sigh like a weapon
Ironic kept me from holdin’ one
The goal here feel like I'm closin' in
I'm impatient with progress, feel like we supposed to win
Treat the pain like a bitch barely in selfies, how I hold it in
Some jackin’ cokes and the motions slower than Soulja Slim
Speakin' of Soulja Slim, crazy how you could be hot one second
And then just pass like that
Show me it ain't about hits 'cause you can't last like that
It stick with it if they feel it, nigga
Niggas hands out, so it's gettin' more and more difficult
For me to deal with niggas
That's why lately I ain't been feelin' niggas, bitches too
Shit, if you only knew
Ironic every chick got meat, get good D and now she wanna be locked up
Guess it make more sense to invest when the stock up, uh
Remember I can barely get bitches to pop up
Now every chick I meet wanna be knocked up
No hard feelings, God willin', I just had to get my shit across
Yeah
Finally here
The goal's closing ends
It’s been love
More hate though
REASON
[Verse 1]
Summer gettin' closer
Startin' to feel realer now that the pressure rollin’
Paid no attention to hate but sometimes it's best to focus
Carry Del Amo, tryna turn my city up and build it up
With the hopes that one day I can finally rest my shoulders
But this shit feelin' heavy as ever
Lost relationships with homies that I thought I knew better
Gave her the trial run, I'm guessin' we have to settle
I mean, shit, let's just say them niggas owe us one
Worked for my blessings not knowin' when they was supposed to come
Pops is always stoned, thank God he wasn't a rollin’ one
Mom’s warmhearted but seem like she was the coldest one
She ain't with that beat around the bush shit
She get straight to it, we call her "hole in one"
P adjusted, kept me balanced
What a challenge, played my sigh like a weapon
Ironic kept me from holdin’ one
The goal here feel like I'm closin' in
I'm impatient with progress, feel like we supposed to win
Treat the pain like a bitch barely in selfies, how I hold it in
Some jackin’ cokes and the motions slower than Soulja Slim
Speakin' of Soulja Slim, crazy how you could be hot one second
And then just pass like that
Show me it ain't about hits 'cause you can't last like that
It stick with it if they feel it, nigga
Niggas hands out, so it's gettin' more and more difficult
For me to deal with niggas
That's why lately I ain't been feelin' niggas, bitches too
Shit, if you only knew
Ironic every chick got meat, get good D and now she wanna be locked up
Guess it make more sense to invest when the stock up, uh
Remember I can barely get bitches to pop up
Now every chick I meet wanna be knocked up
No hard feelings, God willin', I just had to get my shit across
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