Petty Thoughts

Where do I start?
With broken hearts that get shattered right after dark
The bullets keep flying with killers playin their parts
The souls of these kids being taken right at the park
I guess we lost another spark huh? LIFE

It kicks em in the ass no doubt nigga it's hard
Watching people in the city with signs on how they starve
While the extra doe they get is going into their cars
As the gas price soars you're complaining about yours
Livin Cheque to Cheque but most of them is poor
But they chose to ignore while giving to the stores
So they can get more, but didn't want a job
Of course they a boss huh, who they employ?
I live in the capital, you know I'm a capital-ist
I'm scratching goals off of my bucket list
Creative mind sits where it wants limitless
Your prime lens couldn't picture this
Check the market as I average in I'm stacking some dividends
I'm making money as I'm fucking, I make money in my sleep
This shit is deep
I'm not a millionaire, but I'm climbin up the ladder
Bitch I'm debt free my assets'll pay me later
And I'm no college scholar
Back in the days when they used to wanna call me a struggle rapper
And now my papers on the steady like your employers
I'm still getting high, I'm here and alive boy
Where are those friends that used to laugh boy?
Divorce is a bitch, play it out boy
While these mommies they wanna call me
And invite me out to dinner, just to relive some memories
So I know for 20 years that I was sitting in her memories
It's Jimmy Jaymes, I bet these ladies all remember me
Now their titties hang like a rosary
Beer bellies and all, and they got a thing to tell me

Yup, tell em how I'm petty
And learn life



Credits
Writer(s): Jaymes Mentor
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