A lot of pain came with these blessing, don't forget it

Never understood the method or the lesson

But I wouldn't be who I am today without the settings

I ain't wanna get it at first, but now I get it

My momma passed for ten years I couldn't shake it

I'm a black hole 'cause of these choices I been making

All this weed I'm inhaling, bottom shelf I be drinking

Women I'm degrading, I'm sorry I couldn't take it

Dad loved his work, but he couldn't ever love me

I was trying to impress him, it never made him love me

She swallow me whole and suck me

You think I'm lucky

I know I be smiling but I'm dead inside or something

I tried suicide, but that wasn't for me

I tried all the drugs, but that wasn't for me

I tried to just escape and just wound up with an addiction

Still I'm trying to escape, I'm escaping all my afflictions

4 eye'd loser, they always hated my vision

Punk rock pimpin confusing them from a distance

In a time warp, in the 90's, and I'm a Piston

I might look soft, but I'm itching to pistol whip him

I used to get high off the resin, now I'm worried bout my credit

It's funny how things develop

I'm sure you Niggas just thought that I would forget

But the elephant in the room is that I ain't never forgetting

The truth is I don't know why, and I be curious

I don't want to damage my son, my nigga, period

I'm still trying to find my way, the water muddy

I might show love, but trust me your not my buddy

The only thing that keeps me going is my family

And a few of my friends, I'm knowing that they love me

It's a cold world, where I'm from it's always sunny

Thought I would never love until I put him in her tummy

I'm never good enough for these niggas, I'm too country

I'm too bummy

I'm always too something

All I ever wanted was for you to love me

You showed me it was too much to ask, well ain't that something?

You showed me it was too much to ask

I went and got the cash

You showed me it was too much to love me

Now you can't fuckin' touch me

Ain't no crooked letter in I, but I came from the muddy

Always felt I wasn't defined by how much fucking money

Never been too tired to grind, they couldn't keep up with me

Now they acting like they surprised I brought a pole in with me

You said you was living your best off PPP & stimmies

Nigga that was living your best?

You must be used to pennies

Yea I had some humble beginnings, so I be understanding

I was raised an only child but still was wearing "hand-me's"

Call my bitch Garcelle Beauvais, 'cause now I'm fucking fancy

Now it's time to man up nigga, 'cause life be too demanding

Fell a lot, but still I'm standing

All this shit be underhanded

Six grand, or hit another branch

You'd know if you had any bands

You ain't got any bands

I still ain't one to fuck with and I ain't shot any men

Just imagine if I did

I'm coming home to my kids

You know how sticky it get

Something I had to get off my chest

You know the rest

You talk out the side of your neck

I be direct

Ain't no purge law

The cops just don't want to wear no body cams

And even if it was

A nigga get popped, and get popped again

Made your bitch crawl up the wall, now she call me Spider-Man

Nigga we ain't fuckin' friends, ain't no dap, or shaking hands

You know how sticky it get

Fuck a Patek

I don't need no baguettes

Just being here is a flex my nigga

You know how sticky it get