Ambitions
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
Im in the street til the sunrise
Niggas walkin round wit four five
Hot heads but they cold hearted
Sellin dope out my mom apartment
Forty Six Hundred on Mira Loma
They use to call me young Casanova
Had the women goin brazy
Bitches tryna have my baby
Niggas always tryna fade me
But my daddy use to cut me in
The kitchen wit the Clippers he
Was never Slippin now he flippin in
His own Shop Keep the doe locked
Gotta watch out for the jakes
Watch out for the fake Niggas and
Them Snake Niggas theyll get ya
When you Least Expect it dont get
Caught without ya Weapon
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
My son just turned two
Tell me what Im suppose to do
When my baby mama always
Trippin bout these other Women
That she hearin That Im spearin
That she went To School wit bitches
She was really koo wit I Tried to
Tell Im a fool wit it but she didnt
Wanna hear me tho
Now we beefin bout it every night
Everyday its just another fight
Another day another dollar
Another like another follow
Another post another tweet
Keep ya business out the streets
They dont care about ya they dont
Care about ya they Just seasoning
The beef I just want my son to
Have a good life Hope he live
Out all his dreams and find a good wife
But dont you fall for them thots thots
Poppin off like some pop rocks
Tell them bitches they can hop scotch
Like whiskey tango to the foxtrot
Mama always told me I was some
Special Even back when I was stealing
Money off the dresser
Cause she knew one day that I would
Pay her back But I bet she never
Knew I'd do it by makin these raps
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
Im from the biggest little city
In the world Where all the girls
Know the girls that youve
Been with In ya past baby
And all the niggas from ya past
That you use to see In Class they
Still mad they In yo past baby
Gimme a real one that I can love
Keep all the bitches thats in the club
Every weekend they be showin out
Id rather get me one thats in the house
Cook and cleanin keep her mind right
Shit thats the type get the mom life
Shit thats the type to be a bomb wife
I been lookin for her where she at
All my life I been a heart breaker
Told em I love em but never mean it
You tell me you love me girl whats
The meaning Its like a drug and
Everybody feining I just had to do
Some growin up
They loved me before I was blowin
UpGot my mind rightThis is my life
Sports center top ten highlights
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
Im in the street til the sunrise
Niggas walkin round wit four five
Hot heads but they cold hearted
Sellin dope out my mom apartment
Forty Six Hundred on Mira Loma
They use to call me young Casanova
Had the women goin brazy
Bitches tryna have my baby
Niggas always tryna fade me
But my daddy use to cut me in
The kitchen wit the Clippers he
Was never Slippin now he flippin in
His own Shop Keep the doe locked
Gotta watch out for the jakes
Watch out for the fake Niggas and
Them Snake Niggas theyll get ya
When you Least Expect it dont get
Caught without ya Weapon
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
My son just turned two
Tell me what Im suppose to do
When my baby mama always
Trippin bout these other Women
That she hearin That Im spearin
That she went To School wit bitches
She was really koo wit I Tried to
Tell Im a fool wit it but she didnt
Wanna hear me tho
Now we beefin bout it every night
Everyday its just another fight
Another day another dollar
Another like another follow
Another post another tweet
Keep ya business out the streets
They dont care about ya they dont
Care about ya they Just seasoning
The beef I just want my son to
Have a good life Hope he live
Out all his dreams and find a good wife
But dont you fall for them thots thots
Poppin off like some pop rocks
Tell them bitches they can hop scotch
Like whiskey tango to the foxtrot
Mama always told me I was some
Special Even back when I was stealing
Money off the dresser
Cause she knew one day that I would
Pay her back But I bet she never
Knew I'd do it by makin these raps
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
Im from the biggest little city
In the world Where all the girls
Know the girls that youve
Been with In ya past baby
And all the niggas from ya past
That you use to see In Class they
Still mad they In yo past baby
Gimme a real one that I can love
Keep all the bitches thats in the club
Every weekend they be showin out
Id rather get me one thats in the house
Cook and cleanin keep her mind right
Shit thats the type get the mom life
Shit thats the type to be a bomb wife
I been lookin for her where she at
All my life I been a heart breaker
Told em I love em but never mean it
You tell me you love me girl whats
The meaning Its like a drug and
Everybody feining I just had to do
Some growin up
They loved me before I was blowin
UpGot my mind rightThis is my life
Sports center top ten highlights
Sunshine peeking through my blinds
I wake up lookin at the sky
Angels all around my bed
They keep the demons up out my head
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Mccoy
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