SOBER SAMMY

I believe in God so when I fail it doesn't f*ck up my mood A couple women want me jumping the broom N***** at my shows told the cops I'm moving my tunes Want my place but can't fit snug in my shoes nothing new under the moon Straight to the trap, fresh out the wound They probably laughed at my mother, probably thought I was doomed At one point thought I had nada to lose I hung around with some fools, and poisoned n***** when they thought I was food My mother dad passed I couldn't cry had to be strong for the family Back when these hoes didn't find me attractive He bought the clothes I would have because my mom didn't have it Kids laughed but it was cool, I put it all into rappin' And the teachers tried to play me like the jukebox a juice box I am to these hoes who want they boots knocked (Smac) Used to be higher than the rooftops I'm sober now I can't let the marijuana hold me down Sober Sammy