Till They Call The Police

Free coke, call me Devon
Black [?]
Smoking weed with my tunnel buddies
Inner city where the pretty die ugly
And the petty make the world feel we living unlucky
[?] state to state, that's my day job
So I could buy a mini mansion out in Cape Cod
Peace to Lil G, Big K
I'm at the five star diner and I ain't tryna pay
Now I'm running through the rain in the summertime
Weed burn my eyes so I feel insane
Tryna catch flicks in a alley way
Ran across the street, getting chased out of Pearl bay
Now I'm back at home cooking struggle meals
Spent all my money so I'm eating out the trash for real
Walk by the barbershop, niggas just laugh
Leather jacket and the tiniest pants
But the joke's on you
Went to school with niggas that beat my ass in the bathroom
Cause I was special, tryna be regular school
Got free lunch pass, jokes on you
On the dark side of town born with a reason
Grandma know I'm ashamed of my demons
Sweating out last night while I'm day dreaming
Scheming how I'm gon' eat
Up early in the morning I'm filling papers out for the EBT
My mans raw, stealin' espresso machines
I'm in the middle class slums living ghetto ass dreams
Only child, single mother, it's a everyday thing
Till they call the motherfucking police
Only child, single mother, it's a everyday thing
Till they call the motherfucking police