MOTOWN

Yeah
Three, three, three

Open a bottle at three, that's 3 PM, not 3 AM
I used to watch my pops drink and I feel like I'm turning into him
Yeah, beautiful Black woman, that's my mother, but dad was creeping
Uh, beautiful Black trauma, something we go through like every season
Yeah, I'm learning what's different, I'm learning to love, I'm reading Ephesians
The doctor gave me prescriptions and made up some reasons and told me I need 'em
Yeah, mama gave me some scriptures, it's all that I needed, I said I believed it
Yeah, uh, looking at the fourteen-year-old me, held it strong, kept it pimping, that's how I see it
Uh, when it come to my loved ones, that's all I got, so the past shit, I don't see it
Yeah, yeah, talk about all the bad times, then I talk all about all the good times, I weigh it
I forgive you (I forgive you)
It's all good (It's all good)

Bitch, what? Huh?

How you the fuck you acting fake, tryna define the real? (Let's go)
Every weapon got a kit, they all designed to kill
Risk taking, pray to God before I jump behind the wheel (Shit)
Risk taking, this before I ever thought to sign the deal
Classy vibes, fuck the flighest, my bitch gon' buy the heels (Let's go)
Hit his Quagen with some Karo, then I get the pint re-sealed
Had to leave lil' brodie at the crib because he like to steal
Where I'm from, it's get your cards popping or sell narcotics
I was training with the punches, feeling like Bernard Hopkins
Electrocute the road in TS1s, we just went car shopping
He took so many shots from Drac', you'd think he bar hopping
Oxycodone with the codeine got me meditating, elevating
I just made my first M, we celebrating
Dropped out, could probably school you, hottest younging educated
Hopped up in the wrong field and left his mama devastated
Unky got the girl duct taped like he Ted Bundy (Ted, Ted, Ted)
I been balling, I been balling since the red monkeys
I been balling, I been balling since the tip-off (Ooh)
Yohji Yamamotos on my legs, let's have a drip-off (Ooh, ooh, let's have a what?)
And these bitches full of blues, let's have a Crip-off (Go)
Yeah, I see them Loubs on your feet, them bitches rip-offs (Them bitches)
Rolling up some jet fuel, I'm finna lift off
Bitch wanna fuck, but she ain't ask me what the dick cost (Ah)

What? (Brr)
Brr
Pluto, Tron (Brr, brr, brr)
Every day, that's us
ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Milita, you know what the fuck going on
What's the deal, KayCyy?