[Verse 1]
If you got room in your heart to forgive a n***a, forgive me
I be pressed to see bitches
But can't see my dawg in prison for a visit
I be focused on Rick Owens, YT sweatsuits, all that fly shit
I bought some Louis shit, Mother's Day came and I ain't even get my mom shit
This for n***as locked up that's getting high off them bennies
Heard they put Phil in the hole, shit he ain't called in a minute
Told you I couldn't find myself
You said "keep searching, keep looking"
Honestly I just wish you could see me now Ms. Goodman
I grew up with the have-nots
N***as flip work one time, buy a sweatsuit, then they assed out
Same n***as trip off them xans, get wild and spazz out
The house that I was raised in turned to a trap house
House n***as bagged up and smoke get trapped out
N***as that I looked up to, they took the crack route
I ain't talk to Greg in a minute, I heard he back out
Remember nights he took me home with him and almost passed out
Reem was fascinated with cars, wanted to cash out
Coop was fascinated with bars, until he'd pass out
Remember days I fucked up my pack, and I was assed out
Used to have them straps on our lap, like fuck a stash box
Every night was serving them players
Right on them back blocks
N***as wasn't there when I was assed out
But be at all my shows like how many passes can you pass out?
Middle man and them ounces tryna take a half out
[Hook]
I don't understand what these n***as rap 'bout
Do this for the motherfuckin' have-nots
Do these for the n***as on the back blocks
That's the real shit I rap 'bout
I don't understand what these n***as rap 'bout
Do this for the motherfuckin' have-nots
Do this for my n***as pushing crack rock
That's the real shit I rap 'bout

[Verse 2]
If you got room in your heart to forgive a n***a, forgive me
Shy grandmom told me she doing good with her liver
Said she stopped drinking liquor
Said she woke up some mornings wanting to die and just give up
But she far from a quitter
I love all of her banting, even respect when she trippin'
So you know I ain't quitting
So for her Ima get it
It was cold in them trenches
I had noosey-ass neighbors that had their nose in my business
Thought that bitch would be different, but that bitch wasn't different
Park Ave it was tinted
Fall fast to the system, fell fast for these bitches
Car crash I was dipping, wearing Ralph from that n***a
Don't even drink, I'm drinking Henny cause I'm going through things
These n***as fake I shoulda knew, I shoulda knew they would change
Five packs of woods, I bought an ounce
I'm just doing my thing
[Hook]