My n***a say he miss them older days
But I ain’t know to break or fold the shape
I know the stakes and I know my place
I mow the gra** so I throw the snakes out with gash
I’m just watchin’ rats while they watching cheese
And I watch the hogs while they watching me
I’m just watchin’ the rats while they watching cheese
And watch the hogs while they watching me
Someone f**ing talk to me
Please don’t f**ing talk to me, doggy
It’s not space between this rock and this hard place
I be caught between all day, I hear foot steps in the hallway
I hear sleep’s cousin at arm’s length, I don’t sleep
There’s no sheep for me to count in the farm land
But dro cheap
Turned 21 and said peace to my bo-peep
But my blow still on stove heat, stroll through my old street
Stoned, crack a cold one for my dead and gone ones
Got strong lungs, might mug buts it’s all love
n***a lost weight, so I use both palms when I grub Cross state for the f**ing check, like a old n***a prostate
Running up, moms think I’m dunking ’em
I got a girl, half the time
I just think I’m falling out of love with her, it’s f**ed up
Other half the time, hammer time, I’m tryna f** something
That n***a disgust, you could trust
I won’t pick up, tryna hit me ’bout a plus one
Stomach full off of eating another n***as lunch up
Stuck in the middle of the wolves and they issues
Everybody got they fronts up
Run some credentials like you’re Forrest Gump
It’s a stick up, don’t get punched up
My n***a, when they jump out the pick up don’t get jumped
It’s a stick up, don’t get punched up
My n***a, when they jump out the whip
I don’t front, cause I front-line, not the dumb kind neither
I don’t like people, still ducking one time cause I like grieving
The shroom make my eyes tear up, the truth make my sky clear up