Complicated (feat. Adam Bomb)

Worldwide with the vibe

OT visits got me seein' other sights

Feeling different rhythms, switchin' up the spice

Swimmin' in the winter and piffin' where I like

It's just life, so I does it how I does it

Cousin in the stu whippin' another bakers dozen

Fuck it, it ain't a game, who's bluffin'?

Kids need to eat and the worlds been engulfed with

Sufferein', vanity, fuckery

Dawgy, it's challenging, trust me

Just roam on road

Billboard tellin' you to own that phone

Man, we in here, everything is "Go man, go"

No time to hold that phone

Politickin' e'ry day as we roll mad cones

Out of the backwoods, spark it and hold that torch and then pass it

(Shit) It's been complicated

But thank god I made it here

That's all I'm sayin'

Word, word

It's been complicated

But thank god I made it here

That's all I'm sayin', sayin'

Word

Convos with the squad, though

Remind a brother that he coulda been a John Doe

Jah knows how the cops roll

Killing brothers are their squad goals

And my daughter need her daddy

Even thought her mom and I ain't together, we still a family

Yeah, and we don't need nothing fancy

Make any Saturday Night Live, like John Candy

Shit, that's the Lindo way

Teach the next to find love in the simple things

Sometimes I ask Sos how she get so brave

As I watch her diggin' deep in her pencil case

And she says dad and mom

Come on, dad, our fam's the bomb

You shouldn't have to ask at all

Ayo, why all the questions? Get back to drawin', man

It's so sick

It's been complicated

But thank god I made it here

That's all I'm sayin'

Word, word

It's been complicated

But thank god I made it here

That's all I'm sayin', sayin'

Yo, lemme tell 'em what's up, what they were sellin' us sucks

So if you came for a change, then you hella in luck

I stay well at this, my name and my relevance stuck

If I was anybody else, I'd be jealous as fuck

I blow Ls in the truck and catch Zs durin' flights

The devil on my should ask me for advice

I told him do it to the death, that's the meanin' of life

I guess the hustle is the reason I'm nice, I put my freedom on ice

I put it all on the line

Even though I feel as though I'm really fallin' behind

Some will call it the grind, I just consider it blessed

'Cause I'll lay at the morgue before I sit at a desk and have to live with regrets

So I travel till my names on the atlas

And pray I have kids who's proud to say who his dad is

I go on Facebook to hit up bae before she crashes

And noticed that she changed up her status

To it's complicated, damn

(Shit) It's been complicated

But thank god I made it here

That's all I'm sayin'

Word, word

It's been complicated

But thank god I made it here

That's all I'm sayin', sayin'

Word