All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived
Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker
Displaying like a movie trailer saying "coming this summer,
Perhaps you'll learn something about you through this song/
Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone
Tats out and my hair long
Then start to sing a song
So the homie wale can leave the hook right
Like the chimes on a warm summer night
My music about as safe as nph visiting sochi
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
I guess now you know what i went through as a child
Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind
Cuz i be on a hot grind like a skater in summer
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
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