Lyrics

Yo

No, I'm not amazed, was never in my shot out of frame
You was in the way, in my space
Came to throw me off, disarray
I got a lotta words, essay
Could really use a drink and a chase, but I don't even drink
Damn nigga it's too late
Fuck you fuck you, you should get drunk too, sike boy you know I love you
You know I got paper green if you need a buck or two I might buck at you
Lil dude you know you got a lot of time in ya days
I remember wasn't of age
Nah for real I can relate
I was on the crack in the late, wake up in the day thank God
I remember how much you weighed
Kinda I mean I'm looking through the fog
It's a lot holes in my brain
Damn nigga it's been how long?
Last time you was this tall
Did you even call me pa?
Or did you call me by my name?
Damn kid, that's fucked up
Not to drop it like a jaw but all along I haven't really gave two fucks
Guess I missed a few birthdays but chucks
Next kid I'll have better luck
Wasn't even shit from the jump
Wasn't even shit from the jump

No, no pops
I know you give no fucks
No, no pops
I don't need bucks
No, no pops
I know you give no fucks
No, no pops
I don't need bucks

Uh, No you can't just push it to the side
That's how the anger come arise
That's why I'm a bastard child
That's why I ain't seen him in a while
Cause' he went pushed shit down too, gon' and let shit slide thru
These mishaps ain't laxatives
So let me go and show out too
Let me say first to brain out mouth (C'mon)
Let me listen to Giveon and pout (C'mon)
Let me express myself in these beats (C'mon)
I hope these beats are never in drought (Bitch)
Know this road might be hella weak, but might be my one only route (One)
I'm already in too deep, so I gotta stick with my sound (Yup)
Niggas can't hold me down
One nigga can't hold me down
One girl won't hold me down
I mean I don't even like girls now (What?)
I think I might be solo bound, I think I might be solo bound
This shit from the chest pound, this shit from the chest pound
Shit from a deeper part than Swam
Cause he ain't problems like that, I go and rewind it back and check the tape I was like damn damn
Bro wasn't even mad like that
Bro wasn't in his bag like that
Now bro kinda sad matter fact a tad bit more emotional
From the opener it's apparent that one parent was a fucking joke to him
I hope you ain't ditch and got close to him
He told you his girl wasn't opening
I tell you story no folk, my folks, my bro I miss
I know I can be a trip at times and have loose lips at times
But Aaron and EJ y'all know it's gon' forever and a motherfucking dime nigga come on, fuck
Nigga we forever gon' be fine, nigga we forever gon' be fine
I try to be so confident so niggas never ever wanna feel down
But really I'm trying not to drown
Niggas kinda hating on my sound
Fam is kinda hating on my mind, might get the boot at any time
I might be a bitch as of now, I might be a leach as of now
Drag me to the shore and for sure Ima try to drown
Even if it's kiddie pool, I really really don't know what to do
I mean even this beat is fucking loop
And my dick steady on droop
And my beats is a bit too T, I mean like kinda to a fucking tee
Nigga fuck me
I might kill myself or change name to Juan and move out the country (What?)
Might be the best for me, be my own ex to me
Kinda feel less of me, now I'm not Swami
Sorry not, I'm fucked now
Not amazed, no wow
Just how life goes
It comes fast, and it feels slow

No, no pops
I know you give no fucks
No, no pops
I don't need bucks
No, no pops
I know you give no fucks
No, no pops