I'm grinding, putting these kids to bed
Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check
With no money to spend, movin out, im moving away, but when i come back
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track
Faculty tripping come later to get your hat back
Then i come back to my mom's body
It was just another party
I put my body to bed
My god come before this bread
A clever idea to take something they said
Put you to sleep and now you're back in bed/
Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions
And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins
I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//
This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
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