[Verse 1]
Used to call mom and dad when I was givin up
When I was wondering how you would've cleaned it up
Throwing shade at me, when they knew I feel
Good the day, blue the night, tell me what's the deal
Look I came here for the business
The real rap, the basic
I ain't 2pac but this is
My feelings, I'm spitting
My voice, I'm projecting
I hope that you loved me
If you would've stayed, you would know me
But who knows if you ain't behind me
Down syndrome k**ed you, after years of struggles
We ain't playing to this game, is that another level?
The level when they die, and when we lose the control
The level when we cry, and we miss the pedal
[Hook]
When they came at me to say that
Birds are flying, I've been trying to forget that
Gotta used to be, on my memory
Make this pain, trying to leave
[Verse 2]
Saying this, saying that, but when it's about moving
Criticizing what they do, they ain't even reflecting
But maybe what you thought of them , after those stupid lies
And I've been writing it for you, so if you hear I...