Lavish

Fuck living lavish in this area full of hazard
Full of bastards never passing so drastic they won't last shit
I'm just tryna make some classics with some music that's fantastic
Just a kid with a passion tryna master all this rap shit but
To keep it a hunnet I'm just a youngin full of hunger
3 summers playing duck hunter I be ducking from these gunners
And I got my chain run up to sum up when I was dumber
Makes me wonder about these other people's struggles and their troubles like
Why did they rob me? Do they hate their life? Prolly
Do they think the chain costly? Do they even feel sorry?
These streets are really sloppy
And these fiends are sniffing blondies
And turning into zombies and end up being bodied now they're
Lost and forgotten probably gone and departed
Probably blown by a 12 gauge shawty so harshly
They Ronda block so Rousey surrounding spots being cautious
Counting losses in this mosh pit
They won't stop it if there's no options it's a
Sick world we living but you gotta mind ya business
Cause days are grey like pigeons or even dark like guinness
But it's better than that vision from a window of a prison
While praying and just wishing that these walls will go missing
I'll be the
First to admit it that school could be a mission
Especially with that college tuition makes me dismissive
And others would do a killing just to be in my position
And I'm over here bitching about that 12 oclock submitting
And I can't say that I did it until my momma it's just chilling
Counting a million, owning buildings, saving children

Run it back