Silly

(álbum: In Case We Never Speak Again - 2019)

Look
I graduated from the school of the hard knocks
All B's bossed up, bank roll, bad bitch, balling
Them dope boys I idolized back then, is all fiends
Ironic, they used to school me never get high on your own supply
They used to tell me watch them laws, you know them 4's connive
But, ain't never said that shit you chase could bring your own demise
But, fuck it I'm still buying gold and putting stones around it
Chopping top and chrome the tires, driving and getting dome inside it
And it's still fuck haters, better not come on inside
And they ain't puttin shit up on the Gram
We puttin you on the grind
I'm on it now, this shit ain't just for me I need my bros to shine
Built this from the ground I swear we'll never let a hoe divide
Boy cause I don't owe ya, playa like controllers cause I
Never met a bitch without no motherfuckin motive
We gon, can until we can't then we gon double up the quota
Self-made, Forever Trill, until it's over, real talk

My only goal till I die, right now is fill vaults
Get my daughter straight, have her somewhere in the hills off
I peel off, drinking on some shit they say could kill cause
Really from the slums, I swear sometimes this shit could feel false
Figga nigga, did I do it with a deal, naw
Black owned bitch, y'all could let them crackers pimp y'all
But me, imma die a legend, I never been

It's ups and downs, highs and lows
Smiles and frowns, that's all I know
You up they around, down it goes
That's just how it goes, come and goes
Yeah, I never understand how
Niggas cool just livin off another man
You tell em no once he plottin another plan
Helped his ass for years
And now he want you stretched like rubber bands
They ain't real
Or how we stay in relationships just lackin passion
Smiling in pictures knowing damn well your ass ain't happy
#Goals your caption
Your fears that you come with baggage
That you won't find another man out here to help you pack it
So you comfortable and stagnant
Being alone hurts, you gotta find yourself
Get out here and soul search, your best friends is not working
She stoppin your revenue, never satisfied
Daddy what you better do
You can't focus cause that ain't your queen, that she want better you
I'm just tellin truths
But you ain't gotta listen to Pro words