Yeah
It's real shit
Let me roll this weed up and just wrap this shit, you know
Too much purple for me
Uh!
Coming up, I always thought I'd be the runner up
Gave my all, but it felt like it wasn't enough
I remember spending summers in the studio
My pops told me, "Have fun, be a kid for once"
What he ain't know was for a kid a that I had big dreams
I take a small frame, turn it into a big screen
Taking best friends, turn them to a good team
I'm watching [i]Scarface[/i], living all the good scenes
Burning dope, thinking about the days when I was broke
Desperate niggas in my city don't know how to cope
Young nigga said he starving, he ain't got a meal
Down to catch a body all about a dollar bill
My niggas is all I got, so it's more than trust
We ain't even have a car, we was on the bus
Public transportation, now it's hundred grands we makin'
Throw it in the safe, I can't hear what they say
I'm packing up my bags, packing up my bags, packing up my bags
I gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane
I can't be at home, can't be at home, can't be at home
I gotta be away, gotta be away, gotta be away
There's just way too many niggas I used to know back in the day
Now when I be seein' them out, I just
Don't got shit to say to you, niggas
In the club I make my way through you, niggas
You must be mad I ain't wait on you
But no matter the circumstances I never could hate on you
I'm just taking all my dreams, tryna to make it fact
Putting on for my team, tryna to make it crack
Getting all sorts of green, tryna to make a stack
Lose yourself in my city,never make it back
Said he will, but the chances are he'll never change
Daddy sold dope, he'll probably do the same thing
If I get $30K I'll probably spend it on my wrist
Fuck this politics when kids ain't got a pot to piss
Fuck the promises, the shit I'm on is common sense
If you ain't talking, then I'm gone
I'm packing up my bags, packing up my bags, packing up my bags
I gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane
I can't be at home, can't be at home, can't be at home
I gotta be away, gotta be away, gotta be away
Say hello
(Hello)
My name is Sebastian
(My name is Sebastian)
Do you love your daddy?
(Yeah)
Say, "I love you, daddy"
(I love you, daddy)
Say, "I miss you, daddy"
(I miss you, daddy)
Go to the mic, say "yo"
(Yo)
Say, "What up?"
(What up?)
Say, "What's cracking?"
(What's cracking?)
Say, "Taylor Gang"
(Taylor Gang)
Say, "TGOD"
(TGOG)
Ha, ha, ha!
Say, "I love my, daddy"
(I love my daddy)
I love you, too, handsome boy
Say, "Pittsburg"
(Pittsburg!)
Ha, ha, ha
Do daddy's laugh
(Ha, ha, ha)
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
You got it!
It's real shit
Let me roll this weed up and just wrap this shit, you know
Too much purple for me
Uh!
Coming up, I always thought I'd be the runner up
Gave my all, but it felt like it wasn't enough
I remember spending summers in the studio
My pops told me, "Have fun, be a kid for once"
What he ain't know was for a kid a that I had big dreams
I take a small frame, turn it into a big screen
Taking best friends, turn them to a good team
I'm watching [i]Scarface[/i], living all the good scenes
Burning dope, thinking about the days when I was broke
Desperate niggas in my city don't know how to cope
Young nigga said he starving, he ain't got a meal
Down to catch a body all about a dollar bill
My niggas is all I got, so it's more than trust
We ain't even have a car, we was on the bus
Public transportation, now it's hundred grands we makin'
Throw it in the safe, I can't hear what they say
I'm packing up my bags, packing up my bags, packing up my bags
I gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane
I can't be at home, can't be at home, can't be at home
I gotta be away, gotta be away, gotta be away
There's just way too many niggas I used to know back in the day
Now when I be seein' them out, I just
Don't got shit to say to you, niggas
In the club I make my way through you, niggas
You must be mad I ain't wait on you
But no matter the circumstances I never could hate on you
I'm just taking all my dreams, tryna to make it fact
Putting on for my team, tryna to make it crack
Getting all sorts of green, tryna to make a stack
Lose yourself in my city,never make it back
Said he will, but the chances are he'll never change
Daddy sold dope, he'll probably do the same thing
If I get $30K I'll probably spend it on my wrist
Fuck this politics when kids ain't got a pot to piss
Fuck the promises, the shit I'm on is common sense
If you ain't talking, then I'm gone
I'm packing up my bags, packing up my bags, packing up my bags
I gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane, gotta catch a plane
I can't be at home, can't be at home, can't be at home
I gotta be away, gotta be away, gotta be away
Say hello
(Hello)
My name is Sebastian
(My name is Sebastian)
Do you love your daddy?
(Yeah)
Say, "I love you, daddy"
(I love you, daddy)
Say, "I miss you, daddy"
(I miss you, daddy)
Go to the mic, say "yo"
(Yo)
Say, "What up?"
(What up?)
Say, "What's cracking?"
(What's cracking?)
Say, "Taylor Gang"
(Taylor Gang)
Say, "TGOD"
(TGOG)
Ha, ha, ha!
Say, "I love my, daddy"
(I love my daddy)
I love you, too, handsome boy
Say, "Pittsburg"
(Pittsburg!)
Ha, ha, ha
Do daddy's laugh
(Ha, ha, ha)
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
You got it!
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