Nothing

I remember when we was younger
And stupid as ever
Once I left, came back
Ten wasted years
Trying to make up from, unh
Like back in 08
June 28th
Bacardi peach, make sure my mans and them straight
It's kind of late
But thank god my bro never came, but he brought his cousin named Nate
And this hating nigga, but fuck it, the birthday boy made his play
He'd make his confession eight years later
But anyway
We closed the trunk and we walked right in
And quickly sunk right in
Spotted a red bone, eyes green, with her legs shown
Them Laura's used to treat me like urkel, too many Winslow's, yo
I gave her two peace's, let's call them air quotes
Dating should be
Always deep rooted, you'd call them beer floats
Head to the balcony
Dude running his mouth to me
My alchemist had it out for me, when you ready, come shout for me, aye
He's pushing the subject, come off it, how sway
My dude is phat, he'll eat you alive
Ngga what you say

And I want it
I see it right in my face
Nothings going to stand in my way
I want it
It's standing right in my face
And I need it
Nothings going to get in my way

He rocked a champion
Cone head hoodies, gets to the point, niggas
Could back and forth all day, but I don't enjoy niggas
I stumbled back in that joint to go grab some more liquor
Browns and whites, Jamaicans in all whites
Can do this all nights
Dosed in the corner
As Cardier played solitaire, I woke up
Getting escorted, but I don't care
if I could do it all again, I wouldn't be there
I barely know the nig
Eyes was barely open, so I dosed again
The sway of my shoulders woke me
The weight on my shoulders mostly
Right now the lights off, three of us and I'm type sauce
Somehow I broke through the crowd that was hovered over him
Did I mention gang members patrolled the whole shit
But fuck it I goes in, I'm clutch with a bucket of oh shit
Did I mention, I'm drunk as a fucking skunk wit the seal broken
As Cardier got the car, I pulled niggas off
Helpless and head locked
I never felt it, but I been robbed

And I want it
I see it right in my face
Nothings going to stand in my way
I want it
It's standing right in my face
And I need it
Nothings going to get in my way

He let go and I started back
So now I'm back to the homie, back to the back door
Was only two stairs and he fell face flat
No more music blaring, just incoherence
And just before three kids made an appearance
And cardier's attempt to get whip
But niggas swearing, I gotta get back in
But he ain't understand the back end
Back to the plot to watch now
Chill nigga calm down
Kid out the middle pulled out
Frightened as shit, he started yelling
Get out the way he's got a gun
There's no way he could miss
But then it jams, the bullet lodged so he lowered his arms
Fiddled with it until it discharged
Must've been god
Cause when he goes to lift again, he had a change of heart

And I want it
I see it right in my face
Nothings going to stand in my way
I want it
It's standing right in my face
And I need it
Nothings going to get in my way
Nothing going to get in my way