VERSE 1

This the shit that make me think of momma cooking breakfast in the morning time- morning time

Back when she was rushing trying to get a lil boy to school on time- (school on time)

Everybody talking bad about him but she say he's alright- alright

Ingnoring all the chatter all that matter someone love this lil n***a at night - at night

Even though in her heart she knew a young boy had problems- had problems

Everybody say he smart as hell probably why he couldn't keep the demons off him

Yea he too cold the defrost him cousin sold soap and thought it was popping told him throw me ropes and n***a wouldn't toss em told me don't be stupid do the music thats when ya bossin

And keep ya grades up even though now days a degree don't mean much but you never know when that piece of paper will come clutch good advice from a n***a that push white in the glove

Use to see this n***a pull in a caddy same color key Lime- same color key lime
Neck full of gold hella hoes wondering whens it's gonna be my time- when its gonna be my time

I never got the degree but six years later the city fucking with me he locked in DOC

We say free OG's and we murder beats till its fuck you to them court fees

CHORUS
(Parisalexa, Ariana Deboo & Romaro Franceswa)