Wild Child

Picture me Coming out of the West My mama stressed because the ways of survival is a gat and a vest Mama don't trip though I gets love I know Crip, Bloods Homie who will bang if I break em off a little change Best believe I know some things But maybe one day I'll sit you down and I'll explain But for the time being though, just play it cool It's all for you Your baby boy's gotta win for all the times they thought I'd lose And I ain't bragging but I've done my dirt and ain't got caught Whole time I was fighting demons It ain't my fault I pray to God asking for forgiveness He understands The challenge was without a father figure Become a man And mama I ain't nothing less than I've got the world in my eyesight My dreams in my wingspan Ya digg? So when I leave I'll be right back Hitting the road now Finna get rich off rap Love Memories resurfacing from the back of my mind's keeping my drive Oh, no look I've got too much pride for me to cry Rather channel it Get on beats and dismantle it Ain't shit changed, I still keep the flame like the candle wick I'm the truth and the myth The story gets better Looking at the competition, just seeing who I'm ahead of I'm leading all of you slow motherfuckers I'm Master Shredder Game dark, but the same time sweeter than Dr. Pepper I know Paranoia setting in whenever my eyes close Man the world we're living in, it done made my heart cold Try to explain to my ex but she ain't get it She was more concerned if I was out here fucking other women Got love for my biggest fan A bigger bullet for the critic But I'm both Man these suicidal thoughts have got my trippin Got me plotting on how to end it, when this is just the beginning But when it's all said and done I'm Top 5 before I'm finished Top 5