[ Featuring Isaiah Rashad ]
No man, there was so much to see there for the buy and the heart
Of the black people 'cause white people
(?)
Should be walking around with sticks
You'll get the wrong idea
Livin' on that freeway so they couldn't get close to me
Trippin' on them lights still, help a babyface goes to sleep
Yeah, I'm done dreamin' now
I'm done sipping out the cup
Yeah, I'm a healthy kid, I'm done givin' out the f*cks, yeah
Yeah, I quit giving up, 'cause God good enough to trust, yeah
Yeah, I'm on some other shit, I got my nieces in the truck, yeah, ha
I'm on some family shit, we gotta always keep in touch
I'm tryna do it all large
For my niggas who don't own they own yards
For my niggas who don't own they own cards
But make plays on the daily
Gots to get clean so hit stains on the daily
Georgia and Sir Charles and Big O, is so thankful
All my drunk angels throwin' up
Livin' on that freeway so they couldn't get close to me
Trippin' on them lights still, help a babyface goes to sleep
Yeah, I'm done blamin' y'all, it's still money over lust
I'm done livin' on the top of my knees
I'm done livin' on the top of my knees
I'm done livin' on the top of my knees
It's still hot as hatty bein' here
They still duck us on the CNN
We still trippin' like yo' cousins
We still givin' out the vibe
I'm still fillin' up the rubbers, haha
You know my habit was to try
You know the devil was among us
You know the family want it all
I heard yo' daddy on the run
You know they sacrifice the youngest
I need more than a philosophy, dawg
I see more than just a loss to me, dawg
I been countin' what them groceries cost
I been duckin' what means most to me, dawg
I been livin' all them Erykah songs
Livin' on that freeway so they couldn't get close to me
Trippin' on them lights still, help a babyface goes to sleep
(Livin' on that freeway so they couldn't get close to me)
(Trippin' on them lights still, help a babyface goes to sleep)
