[Verse 1]

Used to drive Honda Civic fore I decided I liked accords

You won’t catch me in no AirPods I like the chords

Xay write the drums nova on the chords

Never been good with rules write and break my own accords

Ah say the same thing 4 times for emphasis

Fuck a 10-6 I’m focused on my penmanship

My father never call me, I kinda miss that nigga

He taught me to mean what I say say what I mean so I’ll never diss that nigga

This that nigga rob Apollo I got pills I got beats nigga

Shit I should link wit Dr. Dre

Drum loots on my cleats nigga

Runnin' on these tracks, bob duck and I weave

Fell in love with a friend hope she never leave

Lost and forgotten like Mateen Cleaves

See, you prolly don’t even know who that is do you

He played for Michigan state

I wonder if Rori think about the times that we had

Or if they focus more on good or when shit was bad

Regardless I’m glad, I learned a lot from the past

Some shit built to last some shit built to crash yea

[Verse 2]

Some families can’t get past their inner gripes

Even if the outside look like everything alright

The shit is prolly not alright, we be friends in the day

Turned foes in the night

Did shows afters fights

Diss bros after nike

I mean Nike

Frankly it all kinda impacted my psychee

Pushed out of shit that u for real created

Still alive but I feel I could feel cremation

And nobody stood for me once

Not a single soul

Not even the one who built it up with me to try to make it whole

Man whatever, it’s prolly not that deep

Still think about it every week, stuck in my brain crease

I bought into the shit cause I can’t lease

Don’t confuse my words nigga, it ain’t beef

It’s just some shit that I be thinking about