PEACH COBBLER!

I just played that jawn

Imma find somebody that can relate
I just really, really wanna be great
Move my momma out before I hit them gates
Put her in front of some
To be honest I feel like a lame
On the bright side, think I'm 1 of 1
And I fell in love with the pain
Because the music made it fun
And I don't talk too much
And if I do, it's sad to say
'Cause I ain't livin' too great
Fucked up in so many ways
Shit used to be sweet
We used to have cake
Then my dad, he left
Up, up, and away
Give a fuck 'bout it though, 'cause that was his choice and I can't make him stay
I ain't a hater, go see better days
I just wanna enjoy myself and get paid
But that shit seem so far-fetched
'Cause Imma have to go a long time, and even longer days
Feel like I ain't ready or set
Wish I could get a break from the stress
I been eatin', lot on my plate
Lotta thinkin', like I'm playin' chess
I been workin', think I know what's next
But fuck it, Imma try and do my best
This shit test, a just try and come correct
(This shit test, just try and come correct)
I just don't wanna lose anymore
My core gettin' real hot, can't keep my cool anymore
Move my brother away, so he don't gotta keep tools anymore
Before he have to work on you, and I don't see him anymore
And he don't work at the store
And we just some wanted some more
Fuck nicks of loud and aisle 4
Tryin' take this shit to the floor
And just keep movin' on
I just gotta hold strong
And if I get this shit goin', I'll pull my niggas along

Guess I gotta try harder
Guess I gotta move smarter
I do all this for my momma
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Make it out before I see the graveyard
Late night shifts feel like graveyard
Gotta live ya life before they take yours
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Duane Conway
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