Meanwhile In Cali...

Wait hold up I feel as if it's going in slo-mo We all did things that we regret at one time But sometimes, we miss those accidents Sittin poolside with the gang We ain't worried bout the lames Who thinkin they not the same Watch the sun sink in Closely Okay, We all got different dreams Some wanna just be put on the big screen And others doing surgical things And what not I never knew how to sing That's why I didn't do it on the track Still shinin like a star, no Xack Crazy place we call home It's scarier being black Record types get out of hand But a smile you gotta crack And that's trill Ight Ight ima spit a full verse real quick hold up Smokin out the window of a SUV It's you and me, dawg Can't you tell that we were meant to be Couple records in the summer 'fore I even learned to speak So my English was unheard of, a foreign language Steady learnin how to cook in they twenties Clothes, hats, pants, shoes lookin extra bummy Rumbling tummies Cook the ramen Out and Sunny Young nose runny Didn't focus on the money at all Bike riding everyday before my dad moved to the west My white tee was stickin to my chest You know I miss our family bonding time but they both moved on, you feel me? Now I got a team of teens Who like me Silenced by they age But some hard workers Never underestimate They askin if this group could stay forever And to that I say Can't say 'back in them days' cause I'm still in em Mother providing I always had dinners Still dreamin bout a siblin though That's why I made Kam? Forever be a kid at heart I made it out with my smarts Keep on punishing the mic like it's Bart Runnin laps for a sport Don't see me ballin on the court But money wise they call me Stephen Curry Get out the toxins in a hurry Positives is blurry Seven years, can stick around for more I hope Half of my life, I can not let em go On bro Never so low but I be up by myself See my dreams on the highest shelf Gotta get em down The people lookin down cause I'm a shade of a brown Type Why they thinking that we not the same creature? Posted in the very back of every class laughing at the teachers Still rapping for a feature Shoes cleaned but they look like dirty sneakers Bump my music, that new A$AP Rocky Or that older Ye Speeding down the same highway On a Saturday Not getting paid But it's whatever though Still gonna claim I'm getting checks just like the cereal Palm trees lookin nice as ever Back in, September, replaying Progressive Era I'm not, scared of the future, I ain't makin no error Don't care, about the judges they just whack, Tierra Ima, stay cold even on the nicest weather Even, out in the spring, see me rockin some leather Music, be underground I'm not talkin the nether But I'm, still holding weight this not a feather Okay go