Please, and Thank You

Yeah
Aye shout out to all my niggas
My day one niggas who was there
You know I'm saying? From the jump
They got to witness
The transition from playing ball to rapping
Breaking ankles to snapping on
Niggas tracks
The only younging that's rapping
A fraction, niggas ain't half of the God
I beat the odds, yes I'm blessed
Still the flow is possessed
I lost my spirit when them crackers put that hole in his chest
Never confessed, really though was low and depressed
Survivors guilt
Feelings that I'm known to neglect
Having convos with my girl she like I know when you stressed
Hard to believe
I really wear my heart on my sleeve
Pardon my greed but that paper I need all of it please
Flashback to Brevard where I was balling with Steve
My nigga Shelby used to tell me boy go follow your dream

And that I did
And I'm a do it big
A man of my word but got the spirit of a kid
The spirit of a child, know my momma gone be proud
I told her I would do this
She responded nigga how
I told her don't you worry
I'm a warrior, Steph Curry
My nigga five locked, I just hope that his attorney
Can figure this shit out, but know it's all apart the journey
Cause shit could've been worse
We could've died up on that gurney
But we still here
Shitting on my peers
Swimming through my tears
How I made it through these years
Only God knows
From the concrete I rose
The center of attention I can't fuck no side hoes
Until my line goes
Flat, know a nigga gone snap
I finger fuck her til she tap
Niggas pussy, no pap
Just tryna fill in the Gap
Word to Yeezy, In fact
I need that verse for you retire, hope these words can attract
Like got damn



Credits
Writer(s): Freddie Rambert Iii
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