Dear Future Me

I look at myself in the mirror like what did you do I pull up and they all tryna hate To be honest I'm making this music cause I don't have anything else to be doing or making I been hopping in the booth with The Word on my back I been praying that the God really have my back If I kneel everyday for this shit I might get me some racks But that's not really part of the plan My mama told me that I wouldn't make it I had to get back in stu-gotta bake it I wrote a song for myself when I'm famous I know some of y'all really here tryna shame us I'm not the shit but it's word on my mom I'ma hop in a foreign even if have I'ma trap again I don't how much time its gonna take but I'm patient Baby I need me some patience I am mess and I know she been toxic But that's not the topic-my love is in a coffin Aye, don't start coughing-don't move out of topic I just need a kiss to get back in the moshpit Me and my nigga, we trapped in school We sold drugs that made niggas feel cool I was young I was fuckin' a fool I should have known better but that shit isn't cool Mama I see what you saying Hope my gran-daddy up there looking down on me Telling me everything's gon' be okay Son, you gon' be fucking okay I know I'm gon' be okay I know I'ma hop in a big whip And I know I'ma cop me some big drip Even though they don't see where this shit hits Girl I'm on my knees Praying for something big I know you don't need me You tryna get over me I'm on my knees, everyday, every night Ohh