Waterfall, Pt. 2

(álbum: V - 2017)

They been saying since a youngin you a fool bro, uh
'Cause your skin color fed by silver spoon, oh
You can't touch my dreams been tryna touch the moon, oh
You can't run then go and sing the blues bro
Baby momma tripping when the ass coming through though
I been in the kitchen w-w-whipping silver spoons so
Scottie Pippen with the layup, AR, we about to wait up
No debating, who the greatest, wordplay going Super Saiyan, uh
I don't give a fuck like uh
They can't fuck with us so uh
I don't play with runner up
Uh, uh, uh

No money, no fans
Give it up, give it up
No money, no fans
Give it up, give it up

Man I woke up from that dream realized I had nothing
But It's nothing all I need
They'd rather roll a couple rellos while I perform in Coachella
Shooting shots like Mello
Mothafucker get the deal, get yo business up
Get up out yo feelings, I been chilling on a low
Try to get it where I'm living at
Lately, I been looking to the stars tryna figure our god
Figure out this live I'm living and why it's so hard
Or why I'm so lost so I need to get out the flaws
So why I gotta fuck yo bitch, since I'm Hugo Boss
And dude you lost or, do you know laws
Or do you know the price that it cost to be the boss
I been homeless for a week and I can't get a job
But, gotta zip it open, climb, tell to get off
What you expect me to do?
Go hungry while this place I'm living in is a zoo?
I don't know, would you?

Waddup dawg
You ready?