Momma Dying
And i can barley
Take me a second
Just to feel the emotion
I probably don't wanna
Scarfing down liters of marijuana
Like I'm trying to heal a whole in my stomach
sh** would make a n***a vomit
Like there been some sorta disconnect
Dealing with the stress
Fourteen months on the album
Still slaving at the shop selling java n***a
Everyday is just
Less of a gift like
Sex from your ex b**h
Just the same sh** we been through
Show a n***a your respects
f** being next
Not a puppet working harder
Just to get to a title spot
My n***as on they job
So i don't ever really see them lot
Lonely a** stoner
Wasting youth in the parking lot
And that's my own getaway
Talk about a place away from home
Only spit it how i know
So if you ever pick a hint of the pain
Just know that sh** gold
Have a n***a sell his soul
Just to see another day
Cause its only in the cold
When the flow bout
Blacker than the snow
When we 'ridin' in the city
Keep the sh** real gritty
Cause my n***a still away
Still away
Yeah yeah yeah
And its always been the same
It's all the same sh**
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's all the same
It's al the same
Yeah yeah yeah
And I realized
Depth is in they eyes
In they eyes
Yeah i realized
Ima flip the Winoa
Smoking marijuana
Off up on the corner
Give a f** bout how you doing
n***a check the flowda
Been hidden in this b**h
For a minute
n***a check ya notice
Awe f**