Emergency
Yo, Branya
Yea, I come with urgency
Every day, I got to get up just to think about my Momma surgery
So you got to forgive me if I give two fucks 'bout certain things
Ain't nobody perfect but I count this money perfectly
And I know they hear me, but I really want them to feel me
In this rap game I got a camouflage want you all to know the real me
I'm a hippie I like smoking weed, just a regular civilian
But when the camera lights come on, I got to show the part that kills me
Shoutout to my baby momma, she blessed me with two children
My brothers and sisters got they shit together, I'm proud to be they sibling
My nigga Zoe I'll kill for them, what he taught me I can't forget it
The nigga flew me out to Vegas, he was Rolls-Royce, and I was Bentley
I just lost my pops, but I want let that get the best of me
'Cause I still got a pops and he so gangster but respectfully
Mook, I got your back, you lost your sister that's like my sister
You was that young one with that money, I'm still impressed by how you do it
It be days I get fed up
I ain't going, I'm on my bully ten toes and got my head up
A lot of shit that I ain't know about the game but know I'm read up
Shit, I'm saving steady stacking, every day, I keep my bread tucked
I just want you to understand where my head at, can you feel that?
Yeah, I come with urgency
Every day, I got to get up just to think about my Momma surgery
So you got to forgive me if I give two fucks 'bout certain things
Ain't nobody perfect but I count this money perfectly
And I know they hear me, but I really want them to feel me
In this rap game I got a camouflage want you all to know the real me
I'm a hippie I like smoking weed, just a regular civilian
But when the camera lights come on, I got to show the part that kills me
I done had some dark days
Even when that sunshine's
I done had to part ways
Never got that one mind
Yea, I come with urgency
Every day, I got to get up just to think about my Momma surgery
So you got to forgive me if I give two fucks 'bout certain things
Ain't nobody perfect but I count this money perfectly
And I know they hear me, but I really want them to feel me
In this rap game I got a camouflage want you all to know the real me
I'm a hippie I like smoking weed, just a regular civilian
But when the camera lights come on, I got to show the part that kills me
Shoutout to my baby momma, she blessed me with two children
My brothers and sisters got they shit together, I'm proud to be they sibling
My nigga Zoe I'll kill for them, what he taught me I can't forget it
The nigga flew me out to Vegas, he was Rolls-Royce, and I was Bentley
I just lost my pops, but I want let that get the best of me
'Cause I still got a pops and he so gangster but respectfully
Mook, I got your back, you lost your sister that's like my sister
You was that young one with that money, I'm still impressed by how you do it
It be days I get fed up
I ain't going, I'm on my bully ten toes and got my head up
A lot of shit that I ain't know about the game but know I'm read up
Shit, I'm saving steady stacking, every day, I keep my bread tucked
I just want you to understand where my head at, can you feel that?
Yeah, I come with urgency
Every day, I got to get up just to think about my Momma surgery
So you got to forgive me if I give two fucks 'bout certain things
Ain't nobody perfect but I count this money perfectly
And I know they hear me, but I really want them to feel me
In this rap game I got a camouflage want you all to know the real me
I'm a hippie I like smoking weed, just a regular civilian
But when the camera lights come on, I got to show the part that kills me
I done had some dark days
Even when that sunshine's
I done had to part ways
Never got that one mind
Credits
Writer(s): Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Sergio Kitchens, Chandler Durham, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Taurus Bucy Jr. Currie
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