Niggas really making up the facts man
I'm just tryna find where the cash at
Nigga out here hanging with the bad guys
2018 was that bad
But if 2019 went that fast
I might as well end up on a rap mag
I wanna go back
Life wouldn't be worth it if I wasn't black
With my homie since he got his car jacked
I was with my cousin making tree sap
We was on the trunk now we on the map
I'm still tryna find some feedback
It's been too long
I was crashing, with no futon
And you're so wrong
Ain't no waste of time, just some food for mind
24/7, 365
I was in the kitchen making food when you came along
Ain't no sad song, ain't no detail
Ain't no real shit, I just want
F*ck
2018 was that bad
But if 2019 went that fast
I might as well end up on a rap mag
I wanna go back
Life wouldn't be perfect if I wasn't
All my bases covered
Like a North Face parka
In the winter, summers gone
Momma didn't raise no quitter
Out the gutter quicker
Different colors on your ring finger
Watching brodie's switch just to get they ego bigger
Months pass, homies left because of hunger
And was the dad a drinker? I always was a blind thinker
Hook line sinker
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Niggas really making up the facts man
I'm just tryna find where the cash at
Nigga out here hanging with the bad guys
2018 was that bad
But if 2019 went that fast
I might as well end up on a rap mag
I wanna go back
Life wouldn't be worth it if I wasn't black
With my homie since he got his car jacked
I was with my cousin making tree sap
We was on the trunk now we on the map
I'm still tryna find some feedback
It's been too long
I was crashing, with no futon
And you're so wrong
Ain't no waste of time, just some food for mind
24/7, 365
I was in the kitchen making food when you came along
Ain't no sad song, ain't no detail
Ain't no real shit, I just want
F*ck
2018 was that bad
But if 2019 went that fast
I might as well end up on a rap mag
I wanna go back
Life wouldn't be perfect if I wasn't
All my bases covered
Like a North Face parka
In the winter, summers gone
Momma didn't raise no quitter
Out the gutter quicker
Different colors on your ring finger
Watching brodie's switch just to get they ego bigger
Months pass, homies left because of hunger
And was the dad a drinker? I always was a blind thinker
Hook line sinker
I'm just tryna find where the cash at
Nigga out here hanging with the bad guys
2018 was that bad
But if 2019 went that fast
I might as well end up on a rap mag
I wanna go back
Life wouldn't be worth it if I wasn't black
With my homie since he got his car jacked
I was with my cousin making tree sap
We was on the trunk now we on the map
I'm still tryna find some feedback
It's been too long
I was crashing, with no futon
And you're so wrong
Ain't no waste of time, just some food for mind
24/7, 365
I was in the kitchen making food when you came along
Ain't no sad song, ain't no detail
Ain't no real shit, I just want
F*ck
2018 was that bad
But if 2019 went that fast
I might as well end up on a rap mag
I wanna go back
Life wouldn't be perfect if I wasn't
All my bases covered
Like a North Face parka
In the winter, summers gone
Momma didn't raise no quitter
Out the gutter quicker
Different colors on your ring finger
Watching brodie's switch just to get they ego bigger
Months pass, homies left because of hunger
And was the dad a drinker? I always was a blind thinker
Hook line sinker
Writer: Avi Hankel, Wilson Hunter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid