Intro

I'm tryna find my self
I don't really want no help
I gotta climb the shelf,
at the top of the shelf myself

Mesaage to my Junior
Don't let these niggas fool ya
And i won't disappear
But if niggas gon' hate on you and yor mates
Then i might diss a peer
And i won't do you
How your grandaddy did me
So don't worry
When you hear this and its blurry
You'll understand when you older
And your dreams get a little bit colder
And you realise what i went through
And why that's how i didn't want you to grow up
When you cry and need a shoulder
I'll be there
But right now you too young
So turn the bass up
And just head bump

I'm tryna find my self
I don't really want no help
I gotta climb the shelf,
at the top of the shelf myself

Message to my senior
Fact is, i never seen ya
Are you Cena?
All jokes tho
It's been a little hard for me to cope tho
When my momz told you she was prego
You flew
But you a pilot
So that ain't knew
But you violent
And that's true
But I don't really wanna expose you
Nah.
That's not what i wanna do
I know before me,
there was Carl and Carmela
Your son and your daughter
Before me, you were an actual father.
This just in.
I heard you got a fam and a kid
And I'm kinda proud
that you stuck with him
Till i found out
That in Cape Town,
Another fartherless Child

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Credits
Writer(s): James Dewitt Yancey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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