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Yeah

Whatever happens know I got you rain sleet
Cause I remember times when it was raining I ain't sleep
Them drops gon hit the roof of that focus that I was in
Wake up in the morning go again and we repeat
Same shit spending money sell a baggie of the weed
Double down on dutches and smoking we in the streets
We go and flip them burgers for people and we ain't eat
But them times was some of best no stressing about the week

I told my brother we brothers we locking in
My family wasn't close but my homies was popping then
Every night we toast to the problems that's coming in
Then we wake up in the morning my problems gon come again
Fast forward Kansas City made a brother unexpectedly
Focused on this music my brother was way ahead of me
Then we drop the tape shook the city and made some enemies
Now this on the album this album gon show in memories
Speaking of my memory
My brother watching over me
My brother got me started so I'm holding this so closely
13 in the studio I feel em right there locally
Made me wanna choke I wrote some shit that be exposing me
And I ain't got no broken wings
Mentally it's holding me
Physically I'm cooling needed peace it be provoking me
Spiritually I'm gifted share his story how it's sposed to be
So if you really listen it be iktomi that be showing thee

Whatever happens know I got you rain sleet
, I remember times when it was raining I ain't sleep
Them drops gon hit the roof of that focus that I was in
Wake up in the morning go again and we repeat
Same shit spending money sell a baggie of the weed
Double down on dutches and smoking we in the streets
Go and flip them burgers for people and we ain't eat
But them times was some of best no stressing about the week

I'm from a broken family
Broken dreams had never made shit
Same shit that we was stressing and get the same clips
The same shoes same pants that I done come with
The same food ramen noodles that I ate quick
I reminisce and my bottle empty I'm saying this
I'm drunk as shit but my letters true I'm conveying bliss
To every diss and my every lick that I ever hit
I'm truly sorry my adolescence could never fit
I need the money my daddy struggles my momma quit
My hunger grew and I'm getting desperate defining rich
I needed growth but I'm always chasing the finer shit
The finer things and the finer bitches an empty fridge
I always got you no matter of any state I'm in
I always love you I'm always thinkin we'd meet again
I'm always stressing but equal levels on every inch
Im always loyal I'd pop a person to see you win

Real shit