Kembe X - C.S.B. lyrics

[Intro] *talking and sh*** [Verse 1] When I was 15, I said f** this I'mma chill Soph*more year Fresh in the mirror what I appeared What was clearer was my disposition I mean foreal sh** I made it through depression, I don't even take my pill My sk**s? sh** I write some poetry and play guitar Teachers said I was articulate But sh**, I wasn't for it Every month I asked my mother anything she could afford Took my a** to Jugrnaut, copped everything up out the store Hit the ave, with my boys.. me and my mans was tight Lookin back, its prolly more cause my pants was tight Really nothin but the product of Wantin to have a follower Wasn't bothered til I peeped that he had ran from a brawl n***as trippin best Disrespect Got my sh** decked Pushed me in the bushes sh**, at least I ain't get my sh** checked Grabbed my broken gla**es out the gra**, I wasn't trippin Aaron helped a n***a up And pointed at them n***as sprinting away [Not Verse, Talking Part] Mannn, that sh** was gay man. I ain't even.. I ain't even do sh** to them n***as man. Like, I was looking at em like I was uncomfortable, it's cause they was some f**in hood n***as! What the f** I'm supposed to do with that sh**? I don't know nothing about no hood n***as. I don't know how to fight. MY FACE HURT MAN!!! My gla**es all broke and sh**. Gotta walk to the f**ing train man, fu*k! Whaddup Spiff [Verse 2] Same year same season Posted in the P With the same lil n***a I had mentioned in the previous Cold then a muhf**a man lets hit a crib We had our Penfield, Nudies man I swear we was twins Noh*mo Let's find some sh** to blow though We rolled a sh**ty swisher, everything revolved in slow-mo But sh** I was a smoker, I was cool, I ain't pay a lot My n***as stayed stoned, way before Kush and OJ had dropped Say its not A b**h when you a kid, just as broke, hella innocent In a safe place, n***as lookin at you militant We was cool in summer, Oh you mobby now You found out I was from the burbs, you tryna rob me now? I ain't got no f**in money, spent my 10 on the train And my fin on some Cholie's Other fin on some green But "I'mma beat yo a**, and f** yo b**h" is what he spit I grabbed my bag (cause I had swag) And my sh** and f**in dipped [Not Verse, More Talking] It's crazy cause some of them n***as in that room is like... My n***as now. Kinda. You know how it be. n***as grow up, get over sh**. Lil Petty sh**. Or whatever [Bridge/Outro] I know I'm gonna make a lot of money from rap Cause I rap so good! COOL STORY BRO, TELL IT AGAIN Nah, for real