Best Friend

Yeah, ye...spit my gum out right now...hahaWhat up world? Got my insperation in the studio with me, right?...feelin' goodGot a lot to smile about, ahaha, talk to y'all niggas...yessur, hey[Verse 1]My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapistBut I can't think of nobody I wanna share this withWhy should I open up on somebody elses carelessness...[cork pops] There goes the top, nigga, so here it isMama workin' all day, Daddy out in the streetsImagine 10 years old full of doubt and defeatGrowing up around criminals, with clout and deceatMy grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you wheap She used to help me with my homework, addiction-subtractionAdded faith to my life and doubt got subtracted Wanna skip ya mind from crying better learn something, sonYou be beatin' on my couches, why don't you try hit the drumsLook, oo you see me maThey wish they could be me maAs I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia Seventh grade, it was cursed and sadBut the gift within it, was when I first met ChadBut even Chad could tell you that my Christmas was jinxedCuz grandma Loucelle died on 12th 19thI can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was underCuz 15 years later the other died that summer...bummer[Chorus]My best friend told me, you be actin' tough, that's fineBut the weight of the world can really crush one's mindSo let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what).See, you wont even know you hurt sometimes, until you in conversation it comes out in a line so let itout P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what), my nigga let it out[Verse 2]Aye yo, 10 21 Atlantis drive, nigga was action packedThat's Atlantis appartments, we live in half the backThat's where the 12 year olds there, they wbe flashing crackAnd when they shoot you nigga, they ain't tryna pass it backAye yo, Diggy, Fleet and Marvian can you imagine that? The place we love the most, the hood was built to smash us flatBut I escaped cuz I chased, what made me passion thatNow I got my skate team and spit these acid rapsSo many niggas will riseSo many them niggas trySo many them niggas ended up duck-taped and tiedSo many them same niggas, man they moms eyes crySo, they just got older, still on the corner with they prideWell let me tell niggas something, I'm so glad you aliveLong as you got a breathe, a pulse, nigga striveDevine intervention this isI heard a voice nigga, listen to this[Chorus][Verse 3]Jesus will arange it, but Jesus wont change itHold yourself responsible, on yourself you blame itYou mad, nigga don't articulate and ??, I.E. we best friends, speak best friends languageI'm a happy nigga, you can't approach me in anguishWhoever said anything worth working for would be painlessCan't be mad at the world cuz you and your girl ain't famousCuz you both on bate, BBC and chainlessAlso your rangless, therefore switch lanelessNow you brainless, dangerous, cuz you pull out the stainlessAll of sudden you smart, now you do something hainessFirst time you get caught, now your ass is famousNo longer chainless, and the bus switching lanes is a bad lookYo girl with ya man sellin' laneless, StopNigga rewind and reverese slides 3 timesReassess your thinking and trust me it'll be fineFirst pitcure your goal, and repeat 'It'll be mineOr fuck it nigga, just keep imagine killin' me fineNow you, scruntching your face tryna ace attainmentWhen you should be tryna find a place to base your shame, niggaSucess is taingeable, don't wait for fameI thought you would receive it better if I ain't say ya nameYou unsure of yourself, sit still and thinkReview those actions if it fit, put your name in the blank[Chorus]Star Track, is who we are [x4]