| Uh, okay, we all got skeletons in our closet from a shady past
|
| Made me brag about my Mercedes, Jag
|
| Going fast, made me crash
|
| My ex keep fuckin' up my car with her crazy ass
|
| Lately, sad
|
| Reminisce the times, please take me back
|
| Aimin' for the top, I’m on target like a Brady pass
|
| Did a show for eighty cash, and threw it in my lady bag
|
| That was fuckin' easy money, sniper, on my KD swag
|
| Thought about quittin', I’m a warrior, can take the jab
|
| Whoever said shit was easy forever lied
|
| I mesmerize, how simple decisions can jeopardize
|
| When Martin Luther cheated and stared in Coretta’s eyes
|
| This is lyrical exercise, told my idols to step aside
|
| My mama said I’m buggin', no need for the pesticides
|
| Was just waitin' tables, gave customers extra fries
|
| Maya Angelou with accounts, I just let it rise
|
| And hopefully my words never die
|
| Wintertime and it’s rainin'
|
| But shit, I don’t be complainin'
|
| Summer’s cold, shit is dangerous
|
| Yeah, I can feel the changes (Uh)
|
| Try to take a walk up in my shoes
|
| A nigga rappin' like I really got somethin' to prove
|
| 'Cause motherfucker, I do
|
| I climb hills, niggas was sleepin', on Nyquil
|
| Paint a picture vivid, dawg, on everything, my life’s real
|
| Was just in college, strugglin' to get a nice meal
|
| Made it out the gutter, then that’s all because of my skills
|
| All because the glory, nigga, let me tell my story
|
| I am not that nigga with potential, I am not a worry
|
| I was lost like Dory, but I’m finally found
|
| Was addicted to the Xans to calm anxiety down
|
| And I never would admit because society clowns
|
| Any nigga with a problem, they can’t quiet me now, nigga
|
| Wintertime and it’s rainin'
|
| But shit, I don’t be complainin'
|
| Summer’s cold, shit is dangerous
|
| Yeah, I can feel the changes
|
| Know where you come from, it’s easy to tell where you going
|
| Yeah
|
| Just keep dreaming 'til you find out |