2022

[Verse 1]
Fresh out the womb
I was made to be him
Yea
Born in a place where nobody's safe here
Raised by my mother
She was thuggin' a bit
I know less about my pops than I do about my dawgs
Still my momma and my sister keep insisting that I call him
And talk about what
If we anything alike he ain't pressed about nothin'
Maybe in a year or so
We'll share a beer and thoughts about all the things we would if he was there
But for now that'll just be another part of the dream
For now we them niggas that the odds is against
Workin' three jobs
No wonder why my sleep declining
But I need more
Until we all in seats reclining in Ibiza
Yea
Some days I be on autopilot 'til I hit the booth
So many hits these bars couldn't even fit the coupe
We done got this far
Gotta see it through
Straight pressure
Ain't lettin' up
Push forward 'til we get it done
Fuck a rearview
Heavy concentration on whatever we up to
Yea
Leave it in the past
I'm still standin' up
Free my nigga Brax
He been gone for a minute
Gettin' to the bag (Oh)
Wherever we at