[Verse 1]
Try to pull my card like solitaire you'll see I'm solid there
Never been afraid of the bottom because we started there
I see my sister crying combing through her daughter's hair
Calling out for God to ask Him why He even brought us here
Sick from sipping on this lean
Sick of leaning on a prayer
Good and bad I'm back and forth
Life is like a rocking chair
Marlboro pack inside my jacket like a pocket square
Battling these habits both my daddy and my momma share

[Hook]
I'm no different than my homies coke sniffing
Only I've been road tripping tryin' make a million in a month

[Verse 2]
She let a n***a kill, shit I'ma still be on the hunt
Cause baby if I'm being real this ain't fulfilling as I want
Since me and Phil was in the field stuffing pills inside a blunt
Getting drunk behind the wheel like I ain't chilling till I'm done
All I ever knew was build like I do real estate for fun
So now it's fuck you if you feel I ain't the one, I just begun
These n***as fake right to my face but I still pray that all they blessings last
Face so hard to break, he made it out of Plexiglas
Told 'em she would stay the same day she up and left his ass
Trust ain't nothing that I ever had
I know you've been wondering, I've been doing better Dad
Raining while it's thundering, praying that this weather pass
Baby put your number in, I could use a better grasp
Never got the chance to make no changes to my checkered past
Wasting every check I cash
Tell me would you ever laugh, if everything you ever wanted was everything you never had
Baby girl I'm pulling up, make sure that you ready fast
And I know I ain't good enough, but maybe we'll be better bad
Girl you got that fancy cake, you my Little Debbie snack
This is just a chance I take, tryna bring my blessings back
Making sure your family's straight
Helping all your fetty stack
Bae you know you can't replace my love with no Giuseppe bag
[Hook]
Even though I'm no different than my homies coke sniffing
Only I've been road tripping tryin' make a million in a month

[Verse 3]
My dawg draw weapons like he illustrate the pump
He always keep a couple sticks you think he really play the drums
I had to lose some day ones cause I ain't feel who they become
When I was young I learned you ain't gon' rehabilitate a bum
N***as asked me for my wisdom, I facilitated some
But now it's fuck you if you feel I ain't the one, I just begun