The Weight of the World Theory

Im one of the illest My chick one in a million Sometimes we be aruguin' Sometimes we be chillin' Sometimes she be startin shit At times I can't deal with There's something about worse times that gon' decide how we feelin My money get up I might drop in her tummy You never gon' sell me My momma she love me If I was to go down she droppin the money Top down, ridin round town I'm watchin for funny That's the police, ex girls, bangers, and junkies If there's danger amongst me I ain't running Im gunning Last night I prayed, had to cross my hands tuck myself under my covers and hope to just understand Did I grow up to fast? Or Did I blow up to fast? Maybe I should take it slow so I don't corrupt my past This shining tryna get the cash is reluctant task Specially in L.A place is filled with so much trash Its getting crazy respect it to check it You gotta switch that shit up your going in different directions Man they told me lifes a bitch then you die But I swear I went fully erected My city should try me for elections Your boy so agressive grind everyday I dont spend much time texting If theres a sign in my way I crunch it and eat it for breakfast I killed the game did my thang made the honor roll Heart on my sleeve made the kid feel like he got a outer soul