Kasston - RNP lyrics

{Intro} I got you {Hook} So tired of the drama Can't run from these issues, cause everyone got them And that's on my mama I need me some commas, want rich ni**a problems And just cause you broke That don't mean that you ready for this cake my ni**a And when you from where I from You gone do anything that it takes my ni**a So tired of the drama Can't run from these issues, cause everyone got them And that's on my mama I need me some commas, want rich ni**a problems And just cause you broke That don't mean that you ready for this cake my ni**a And when you from where I from You gone do anything that it takes my ni**a {Verse 1} Ask me where I'm from San Diego California ni**a, dusty Vans and a Faygo A hundred twenty miles from the city full of angels Hard to crack a smile, when the ghetto take your halo Days after school playing 2k or Halo No rush to get home, I just need a place to lay low Your parents better off, I want to know the s**t that they know My family shop at Ross, and we still ain't got no cable No sitting at this table, unless you bringing something to it Post in my garage, getting high, making music Didn't want to hustle but the struggle make you do it Leave early for class but I'm still going to be truant This re-up gone take, forty five to an hour Arriving back on campus, sell this candy like it's powder Adolescent addiction increase my buying power Couldn't afford to eat, now I suddenly feel empowered {Bridge} I don't know, me personally bro I could never let a m*****f***** with money Tell me that money is not everything You know? I need to see what that's like {Hook} So tired of the drama Can't run from these issues, cause everyone got them And that's on my mama I need me some commas, want rich ni**a problems And just cause you broke That don't mean that you ready for this cake my ni**a And when you from where I from You gone do anything that it takes my ni**a {Verse 2} See I want generational wealth So I spit it for a purpose, not the sake of my health Weight of the world on my shoulders, Ima press it myself Got to a point where sometimes, I'm impressing myself For the past two and a half, I've had a hell of a run If it ain't no money involved, we ain't having no fun Tired of doing s**t for free, I've got to stick to my guns If you keep rapping how you is, it'll certainly come Mapped out a plan, sit down with the team so they understand Just a matter of time, I'll undoubtedly be the man Cause even through Corona still currently in demand Ain't no cap that I'm captivating them with the work of my hand For once in my life, feel like I'm doing it right I could never do no wrong when it come to s**t that I write Even when I'm dead and gone, take my pen to the afterlife I just wrote a record for God so I go to go up the price, ni**a!