Joy

All i remember is feeling different
Hard times as a youth and
Im still cooking in the kitchen
Brainwashed from the truth
And the weed on the dash
Im worried that a cop might pop a 2 in my ass
Niggas getting dropped and left jus chewing the grass
And i get it
I gotta problem let my bitch go get it
Know the work wont solve it
Cause the checks not hitting
I got a bertha in problems, cause my best ain't it
So now im workin im hotter than summer sun rays get

I remember days where i was missing
Mentally, the left of me was all that i could give i did it
Desperately, the rest of me thats all i gave my momma dad and family, Never see the same eyes or my own perspective
Use to just reject it now in turn i feel reflective
Imma keep on doin me, fuck if you respect it
Imma keep on doin me, fuck if you respect it nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Herman Williams
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