Can't Get Close

I don't hope to die
But I know that I
Was not so alive when I was writing this
I don't hope to die
But I know that I
I don't hope to die
But I yea
I don't hope to die
But I know that I
Was not so alive when I was writing this

I was loosing hope
I could use a pope
I was 2 for 4
'For calling home
I don't know where this walk could go
I don't know why I'm talking slow
Bitch I need the C.R.E.A.M like a waffle cone
Cash Ruined Everything Round Me
Ain't no lean round me
Though I seem drowsy
Bitch I'm just tired of waiting on things round me
Everybody got this bling round me
Niggas tell me keep ya head up king
Funny how they couldn't even crown me
Couldn't even let this henny drown me
I don't let niggas drink round me
Papa did it but he better now
It took me to leave for him to settle down
Know the metal steaming like a kettle now
The metal steaming like a kettle now
The block is hot they got several rounds
I'm Will Smith up in Seven Pounds
Looking like a lost seven pounds
To be a cash cow you need a kettle now
The bell's ringing
School in session
People watching you can't let em down
Life is like shark infested waters you get ate alive
You can swim with pride
But it's one thing they don't let you drown
One thing you don't let you drown
A dollars worth ain't shit
Lbs not a couple pounds
Fornicating with some foreign women ain't so special now
That I met a gal
She gon catch a gown
That is all white
I'm a be the groom
Will I settle down?
That's more than maybe shit I'm hoping for it
She gon want a baby am I goin for it?
She gon want a baby am I goin for it?
This a open letter
To save me and stay copacetic
I just hope I go a goat and legend
I just hope I go a goat and legend
Mama told me go up to store
Yea
Then she tossed the key
Told me drive slow up in the snow
Yea
That's all I need
Lord knows I took the long way
Yea
He gon' talk to me
Lord gon get some shit up off me
And wake me up just like a coffee bean
To this harsh reality
I feel it coming they applauding me
I feel it coming but it's all on me
Gotta be better then I sought to be
Let me tell you bout these thoughts lately
Yea mind cloudy shit is all hazey
I been whippin' shit up in the fog lately
In a twin bed with some jaded thoughts
It's hard as shit for me to me shake it off
It's hard as shit for to shake it off
Put some money on my mans books
Pray to God his fam pay it off
Thoughts racin' like Andretti meets Tyson Gay in box Chevy
You'da thought
I was thinkin with a anvil way my mind heavy
I just really need to speak in public
To this girl that I seen on Douglas
She gon get it off me
I just need some comfort
Lord knows I ain't the only one
I'm with you Dunc know yo pop gone
And BJ I know yo pop gone
They don' took yo cousin and tweet about it
It's crazy how you even speak about it
I just had to say my RIP about it
Father where would I be without you
I don't know but I can't imagine
All those nights that's we played at rappin
Transcended to me on a road with Pocahontas
Writing this with 7 matches
Tryna put fire in a song
But in the end
I was really tryna find my own
I just really wanna find a zone and be a kid again on the xylophone
And I dail ya phone
And you was in a jail as a kid I would cry alone
As a kid I would cry at home
Never seen a man show emotion
More money bring more problems
What you think it bring to the brokest
What you think it mean to fiend
Get by any means look at Uncle Tony
I just pray I never get addicted cause I miss a woman
On my mind so much shit up on it
On my mind know that Jas mine not a different woman
Temporary know the shit broken
Cause a shift of focus
On that note Ima end it on this

Where I'm going Lord I don't know
What's in store for me I don't know
Where I'm going Lord I don't know
Where I'm goin Lord tell me
Where I'm going Lord I don't know
What's in store for me I don't know
Is it too late to get close Lord
Is it too late to get close Lord I don't know