Papa said when he pass he gon pass a gold chain
That his momma gave him when she passed early
Tryna stay on the path but it gets curvy
These days when im out i just get nervy
But i talk big game like im james worthy
Chasing at my ghost like im bill murray
Last one for the road till im cold turkey
I say that one time
Then the next thirty
My mom smell my shirt say she dont know me
I only know the journey when it gets lonely
Things i was concerend seems to get lost
Recognizing the demons that i once fought
Lеaving my cocoon i was shellshocked
I ain't going anywherе like some old stocks
If u buying lucky stones thats a sham rock
Nicky made the beat so its head bopping
Growin at a speed there be no stalling