Halibut
Yeah, uh, yeah
I ain't never goin' Tears fallin', liquor pourin
It's the poison, somethin' bout the life we chose it
Rely or know it, will it settle or keep smokin
Rose from the lowest, no choice, the people chose it
Destroy the wicked, smell fit, pinpoint the timid
Yeah, I did it, I ain't here to create guin' shit
One goal ahead, do better than my last
To keep the whole damn bag, I'm cool with startin' over
There's bigger problems in the world, I know I'm barely sober
Can you blame me, look at the world, look at my baby girls
They're light up and smilin', they eyes
Can't tell me nothin', don't need a piece of the pie
Down the block, they bustin
Next door, they stay high, them boys over there
All the time, we tryin' to get by
Keep my hustle quiet, my money, my business ain't yours
Shoulda seen the Friday, this shit can't be ignored
Minnesota long winter, short summer
What else you really, really wanna take from me, yeah
What else you really wanna say about it, uh
Got plenty eatin' weight around me
Met some new siblings, pops was a rolling stone
The apple don't fall, that's why I was all alone
I did it on my own, intimidated by failure
The world could be so cold, I put my faith in the paper
In the kitchen, cocaine and bacon, soda sizzlin
I had to find a way to feed my children
Now I'm in the kitchen with fresh ramps and halibut sizzlin
I had to find a way to feed my children
I had to find a way to feed my children
I ain't never goin' Tears fallin', liquor pourin
It's the poison, somethin' bout the life we chose it
Rely or know it, will it settle or keep smokin
Rose from the lowest, no choice, the people chose it
Destroy the wicked, smell fit, pinpoint the timid
Yeah, I did it, I ain't here to create guin' shit
One goal ahead, do better than my last
To keep the whole damn bag, I'm cool with startin' over
There's bigger problems in the world, I know I'm barely sober
Can you blame me, look at the world, look at my baby girls
They're light up and smilin', they eyes
Can't tell me nothin', don't need a piece of the pie
Down the block, they bustin
Next door, they stay high, them boys over there
All the time, we tryin' to get by
Keep my hustle quiet, my money, my business ain't yours
Shoulda seen the Friday, this shit can't be ignored
Minnesota long winter, short summer
What else you really, really wanna take from me, yeah
What else you really wanna say about it, uh
Got plenty eatin' weight around me
Met some new siblings, pops was a rolling stone
The apple don't fall, that's why I was all alone
I did it on my own, intimidated by failure
The world could be so cold, I put my faith in the paper
In the kitchen, cocaine and bacon, soda sizzlin
I had to find a way to feed my children
Now I'm in the kitchen with fresh ramps and halibut sizzlin
I had to find a way to feed my children
I had to find a way to feed my children
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Writer(s): Khalid Allah
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