90's Baby

This some real shit nineties baby, look
Remember back in the old days
Fuck technology when I was kids we'd go outside and play
Fresh out of high school I was rockin old J's
And a gram of weed cost about a dub of cocaine

I'm a nineties baby the start of a generation where babies is having babies and love is so underrated
Females unappreciated
By niggaz who imitated a nigga who gave a fuck bout their problems and situation
Niggaz think that it's cool to grow up and become a gangsta
But when will you grow up and take care of the kids you're making
Your baby mama's been struggling
While you've been paper chasing
The cost of living's so high and I guess that's do to inflammation but
My whole life's been one big recession
Money can't buy happiness so here's a life lesson
Every time I'm broke my life is filled with depression and stressing
Your mental health can be your biggest weapon
What you call love I call borderline obsession
My mindset's lethal to my body like injections
Accept the fact society is full of oppression
This the one time that they'll make the exceptions but
I'm down to earth court-side by the best and
I take look around and I don't even see my best friend
Popularity doesn't matter when you've got dead friends
The road to riches is a side road with a dead end ha
But it's okay cause imma drive it anyways
I never been afraid to get behind the wheel I'm driving crazy
Drive her crazy she ain't heard from me and I ain't called her lately
Working hard than the hardest worker people called me lazy
They don't see behind the scenes I'm putting work in on a daily
I deserve it I can't count the sacrifices I been making
I been hurting this the type of pain you only get from surgery
Feeling pain no gains but in the end it all was worth it aye
I'm up to date these niggaz lagged out
Sometimes I like to laugh at other peoples sad frowns
When I was broke and on my ass they laughed loud
Karma came back around it's my turn to laugh now
Don't make me mad cause I'll spazz out
I'm finally getting glad cause I'm flexing in my bag now
Don't make me don't make me crash out
Don't give a fuck about yo name yo reputation or this damn clout
Bitch I'm from the dirty damn south
We got them sticks we got them mops we got them brooms we'll clean yo damn house
That's ninety nine point nine nine percent sanitation
And I'm that point oh one percent of germination
I grew into the person I needed to be with patience
I'm spending summer nights out in London with geeked nation
I'm cooling by the pool with a foreign fresh off probation
Can't tell her how I feel cause we don't speak the same language come here shawty haha

Let's get lost in the city life yeah
And ride through the city lights yeah
We can run around the city come home fuckin off the Henny
I'm just trynna have a real good time
Nineties baby