Verse 1:
Wait
Take a step into my room
Maybe then you'll una**ume
All the things you thought about a dude
Put the grudges back in your tomb
What you saying ain't nothing new
Oh you really oughtah have a clue
Don't step on my work shoes
Everybody gotta pay their dues
I started on youtube
Writing hits on a run through
Soon i started diggin into
A different field and a point of view
Damn I swear it feel like deja vu
I moved up from prussian blue
As a kid I did tae kwan do and kuk sool
The street I grew up on is called Ute
I like having fun on the weekends
I like having rum while I'm sippin
I like having fun on the weekends
I like having rum while I'm sippin
Post hook:
I like having fun
I like having rum
I like having fun
I like having rum
Verse 2:
Remembering times when gas was a buck 50
Had some change left spooks felt like Fonsworth Bently
Way before the days of Ms Robyn Fenty
Now I so so slowly crush on her gently
I got the juice and now I'm feeling kinda heavy
My mind rotating around promises empty
Don't worry it's just another description
I'm just another black man on a milk box missing
What's easy won't last and what lasts won't come easy
Don't stress your mind on it or you'll feel dizzy
And when the stakes is high
Just hold it down repping you and your city
Just be a standing committee
You saw the the comets and altogether
The Haley's and the Heather's
And we would pull up like scrrrr "Strawberry Fields forever"
Hook 2x
Song fade out