Section 8 Baby

Cold summers (Brr)

Harsh winters (Damn)

Old numbers (Yeah)

All switching (Facts)

But I ain't tripping I'll be solo like them red cups

Red blood spilling on the pavement leave a mess huh

Fuck a president the only ones I care about is dead ones (That's right)

Yeah

Tell me who gon love me when I'm down and out (When I'm down and out)

Industry ain't bout the music now it's all for clout

Damn, damn

I seen so many fiends dying just to get high

My momma on them methamphetamines I tell her quit find

A way to cope wit life or you ain't never gon get by

My dawg on that dog food under roofs where he can't live life

Fighting a case the judge tryna take his freedom

Everytime I see him I can tell he fighting demons (Demons)

He nodding off look like he dead when he sleeping

I try speaking to his soul **** we all got a reason

What would you do if you could walk my in my shoes

Follow my path take the road where most times you gon lose

Swallowed me whole life showed me the rules

My mind broken confused

God told me to choose

Which way I wanna go

Left my environment to level up and make a way

Remember days I ain't have a penny I got plenty change

Many change when they see you doing better this the game

Of life imma roll the dice and pray I get my blessings ****

Section 8 baby and welfare checks

Food stamps kept a **** in check

But they was gone by the 14th

You know we Had to starve for the rest

You hardly a threat

I made it out you gotta respect

The grind and the hustle

My timing was perfect

I told em I love you

But I gotta go searching

I'm bound to put work in

So y'all can see life

In a way you never imagined

My head on a swivel

Avoiding distractions

You know I'm a savage like Megan the stallion

My bitch the baddest ****

You just an average ****

It's a difference from capping and actually having it

I write my own shit

But still see ghosts in the closet

Cause death is a promise

You never was honest

When all I wanted

Was to see you shine

Wish you could see me now

Following my dreams ****

This just a letter to myself at 13 ****

Yeah you gon find a way

Then you gon demonstrate

Just painting pictures how you Illustrate

Is crazy

Don't count me out

Was down and out against the wall

Like cops patting me down

Don't turn around when you get stabbed in the back

It's actually facts how I seen 20 grams of the crack

Start from the powder then get turned to the rock it's smack

Down Monday night

Raw was often the occasion

Cops invaded guns a blazing

It was never information that I didn't know

Always the observant one

Family never had a dream I'll be the determined one

Cold summers (Brr)

Harsh winters (Damn)

Old numbers (Yeah)

All switching (Facts)

But I ain't tripping I'll be solo like them red cups

Red blood spilling on the pavement leave a mess huh

Fuck a president the only ones I care about is dead ones

Yeah

Tell me who gon love me when I'm down and out (When I'm down and out)

Industry ain't bout the music now it's all for clout (Damn)