Bluntedbeatz (non profit use) - Infinity lyrics

Three A.M and my Momma shouting about the aroma Repeatedly screaming, “Boy! I already thought I told you! I can smell it from the couch, it's too late to smoke now You should take this time to grow up” But instead as soon as I hop out of bed, I keep a G And a swisher sweet to roll up Right before I show up to all of my cla**es I'm to poor to pay attention, telling my teacher hold up Give me another second so I can create a cla**ic I've grown tired of this life style Dig deeper into my pockets with hopes That I can find some change right now Cause my momma deserve a bed No more constant stressing She really needs a better place Where I can see her rest her head Cause I hate it when I see her sleep But she's the reason my poetry's deep And this can't be how the rest of our lives play out Could it just be karma for what my parents had done? Or am I just the product of a father who couldn't take care of his son? I don't know where all this pain had begun So I just keep my vision straight, never afraid of what's to come Only fear is what I might become, blunt ash on my taste buds If this art is just a dream then, I don't ever want to wake up ("My poetry's deep I never fail") Spend my time confined, you don't know how many times I've seen my father in and out of that system Getting letters from that prison Now I'm trying to learn from his mistakes So I don't become a victim--never let his actions change me Everyday I wonder, who made me? Now I'm grown, high eyes low My household showed no role models So I'm prone to swallow the whole bottle Like there was no tomorrow, my motto's to handle hollow As the blunt smoke flow out my mouth through my nose This is the road I chose to follow How else could I release my sorrow Except to sip from the top to the bottom Until the flo- wobble I should have known not too Let this henessy that's befriended me Get the best of me Cause I've seen it many times Before it could lead to the end of me But before my name reads rest in peace I pray they mention me as one of the best MC's I spit venom at my enemies Nobody next to me on this pedigree Gotta remember what my homie Roach said to me “Bam understand you got some real talent You gifted with this music bro, you gotta stick to it” We was them kids often caught up in suspension Smoking blunts before our detention No direction within our adolescence And that was no question bro, I know These teens screaming for your freedom won't reduce your sentence But you were on my mind when I designed this sentence Homie what happened that day taught me a lesson You always brought the piece/peace hard for me Too believe that you carried the wrong intentions You should have never drawn your weapon Who the f** is you? Bam Berrios, I'm truth Rappers are doomed, as soon as I enter the room And anytime I choose to place my shoes in the booth I can design a line that appeals to the black and brown youth Similar to how the military tries to produce troops No disrespect let me vent, I could never see myself Tied down nine to five sitting behind a desk With a noose around my neck, just to cut a f**ing check To me, life is too beautiful to be viewed from a cubicle We were all meant to be infinite That's why I preach in the studio Who the hell am I kidding? I could never pretend Because it took my father and I a couple years to make amends I told him, “I need a father way more than I need a friend” I've said this once before but I'm gonna say it again We all serve a purpose Where gonna fall below the surface So you can hate me all you want because we're Still gonna be put in the same place in the end I never cared about what anyone had to think of me I'm gonna keep going until infinity Or until this world gets sick of me And I'm gone, my name's forgotten And I fade away throughout history Thought I was meant to be infinite?....