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[verse 1]
“i haven’t heard a peep since his dad passed”
salt and pepper the beard
looking at stars and he never smiles no more he just acts sad
“this n___a rich i know it couldn’t be that bad”
midlife my life was never mid
my wife with seven kids
they said see you at the top, but oops, they never did
the roof was closed
that new coupe got seven gears
he ride through heaven tears, the sun
also out that mix, a joint pain
the colours are not thе same, the rain
boba fett, thе child in my name was oh
was so upset he bounced
made me sit alone in time out and bought a gun
they can f_ck around and find out, he found out
he on the spectrum like rainbow colours
don’t forget the devil is an angels brother
you tryna make a new world i couldn’t change the other
i took a bite, of a peach from my yard
it made me wanna thank my mother for dealing with a
hyperactive, awkward, not attractive, honest
writer, actor, artist, who hasn’t made a piece since his dad passed
you never know when you’ll be hearing that last laugh
that last love, that last fight, that last f_ck
tipped the uber eats driver that last buck
two spicy chickens with fries, outside a mansion with no art
ain’t it off of i_85?
driver asked for a pic, uploaded it
they unloaded on the boy, we call it an “insta_snitch”
a different rich, move to the mountains and buy a farm
a white boy took his daughter to prom
that sh_t haram right?
the hate his mom type
he should be havin’ that crisis, hardly
hairline touching his ears, dressing like steve harvey
going to seamounts, drinking and playing with dinner
i’m a classy man
different colour rings callin’ everybody king
when my hoe get a classier man
[verse 2]
my father couldn’t show me how to get old, maybe they pay you
logo free all of the clothes
maybe the road, shoppin’ at the store give f_cks less and listen more
put up 33:4 and kiss the floor
build a table round that peach tree
cream from your cow, like half a cup
pull three peaches then cut ’em up
a little vanilla but not too much
tryna tell me that i ain’t fresh as f_ck
bought an m3 told your son “try not to mess it up”
my kids sneaker_prints all over my sh_t
i’m finding happiness the older i get
i bought my moms spot with no deposit
i watch ’em run from themselves that sh_t is serious
i’m a man who provides you can’t embarrass us
you shaking hands with these man’s because you obligated
they said we friends but really we only conversatin’
music predatory, still here, you can’t ignore me
not everyone’s happy for me, that’s life
my baby mamas my wife
and when you do something right
there’s not a hater in sight
they try to say “he peaked when his dad passed”
i need life not the lifestyle
i grow too loud, my neighbour asked me to pipe down
3 stacks saying there ain’t sh_t to write down
i did that colonoscopy verse, i p_ss on all you haters and leave the seat up
don’t trust the mother of your child, need a prenup?
a billion streams but can’t sell an arena?
nah, i couldn’t be y’all
[bridge]
the stadium lights my name in bright neon (uh)
f_cking up these hoes i’m a bad boy
baby cat, imma make ’em late, run this cash flow
if you ain’t really wanna know the truth, what’d you ask for?
gassed up, we gon’ f_ck him up like i’m tay keith (uh)
keith lee, y’all ain’t got no taste should eat free
kids play, it’s a different day, i’m a different beast
‘nough said, you done make your bed, we got different sheets
i done been straight, y’all seem nappy though (uh)
big house, big bank, but is you happy though?
(is you happy?)
yeah is you happy though?
(is you happy?)
i might be on one, i just bought some acres off of fruit funds
double ks, mama thought that i was holding coupons
air, wine, water in my see through
if i bring my n___a to the table he gon’ eat too
n___a tight like it’s me too
and i just got my switch back
activate my core like a six pack
n___as laid out on the pavement
buzzer beater like a free throw
got my shorts by my knees oh
n___a cappin’ like a keystroke
yeah, everybody go
[outro]
la_la_la_la (put your hands up)
la_la_la_la (in the sky, for me)
la_la_la_la (put your hands up high)
la_la_la_la (in the sky for me)
you don’t have to worry about me no more
you don’t have to worry about me no more

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