Water

(album: The St. John Portfolio - 2011)

The water is just a metaphor
For me being unsure if you like me back
And yes, if you like me back, then I might react
Could it open something like this
I ain't come from piss, bottom of the abyss
Trap killed me once, then clap shack and miss
Been trough a whole lot, [?] you 'on't want
Hope you can [?], life's just a twist
You can be a baller, if you start the pitch
So I started the sale, it wasn't going well
And all of my family members are in jail
So I got, I got, I gots to do it
I got, I got, I gots to do it for me
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't pursue it
I can't just be whatever they want me to be
I can't [?] it

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you stay in the water
Hey, hey, hey, hey you live in the water
You breath in the water, no leaving the water
You sleep in the water, so I'm leaving the water

The water is just a metaphor
For me being unsure if you like me back
And yes, if you like me back, then I might react
Could it open something like this
I ain't come from piss, hold on the champagne
Hold on the [Chris]
Long way to go, before we get to the bliss
Before we get to the end of the story and kiss
Before we get to packs, gotta' get to the facts
Back when I had bags of greens in the blacks
And I had the baby 80 in my slacks
And I went to school like that, 'cause I was cool like that
And my momma told me better, but I grew like that
Then she flew me out of the country, but I flew right back
Who you knew like that, it was few like that
It was smooth with the move, like blues, like that

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you stay in the water
Hey, hey, hey, hey you live in the water
You breath in the water, no leaving the water
You sleep in the water, so I'm leaving the water

Now I know about the "haves" and all of the "have nots"
We had what we had, but we never had lots
We really had bags, and we never had blocks
We always had beds, and we never had [cocks]
I ain't saying I never got involved
I was out there banging like a pinball
And I was never scared to let my thing off
We had the whole school jumping like a springboard
And I was cheetah from the feet up
Homie you should really read up
I was laid back in a Maybach
Make a nigga pull his seat up
And it was a coupe, bang-bang, souwoo
No holes in my story, Mari I don't do flutes
I don't do cube, but I surely do fly
[?] normal, but give me credit, I try
I'd bet you would do, but all in do time
So that you could do you, so that I can do mine

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you stay in the water
Hey, hey, hey, hey you live in the water
You breath in the water, no leaving the water
You sleep in the water, so I'm leaving the water