Living by my limits baby not on these laws
I don't need much but damn I want it all
Got some issues that can never get resolved
They show me this image I knew I'd get involved
Like how much time in a day?
'Cause I ain't left collage to smoke, Momma promise a way
Man to be honest ain't no options y'all got dollars to pay
And if it ain't about the big scrape: I'm not on my way
Take me out of this game, I need paitence
I just need something tougher than hood famous
Something other than hood boggers
Tasting sugar is good ain't it
Another chip from these wood blocks ain't gettin' tanted
It's f*cked up when they sleepin' on you're feelings
And the picture that you scripted way more vivid than these nigga's paintin'
A f*cked feeling when you focused in on women
But you're shoe short just a jump shot from drug slagin'
Stay in your lane man, I know the pain
All you go through so they can know you're name
Hand you a rope to hang, and tell you jump
Now I'm just tryna stay afloat again
Shit I still remember way before the paper
Before I had a favour, 'fore it waved up
Was tying durags over my taper
It was: the preparation of this player
Catching these feelin's before I knew them shits was rare
I was just another nigga blowing kush up in the air
Rollin' dice and still aware that this crack game is unfair
So what's the point?
I guess it's for the thrill
My intentions wasn't dirty I was caught in the pill
I was writing 'bout this game, I dogde-balled it for real
I love that shit but way too smart to have my heart in the steal
Before me dreamin' even mattered, I was scheming so ellaborate
Couple place to feed right now, man I can't be no f*cking rapper
Are you kidding me?
Them hopes were literally flat
I couldn't see it from my angle, man that picture was black
It's kodak
I seen so many niggas get it, where the f*ck I go at?
It's pre-written you supposed to know that
