Good God - Interlude

I ain’t have a penny used to have to roll em skinny
I’m a show em something they ain’t think I had it in me
Told em I ain’t with the fake and people acting extra friendly
And they wonder why I’m baked and I’m still smoking like a chimney
I don’t wanna do it
I feel like I blew it
They was whipping foreigns I’m still riding in a Buick
But when they see that I’m touring they gone text me like I knew it
And I gotta be the best to paint the picture like I drew it
Same niggas that’s hating be the same niggas that love it
I just want some money so that I can free my cousin
And I had to make a way every time that they said it wasn’t
And everybody that left me gone be back soon as I’m buzzing
I just need a chance who said that I need some friends
I’m back on my feet who said that I need some hands
I been had the vision I’m trying to show em a glance
And they said that I can’t do it I’m trying to show em I can

Written by:
Jauhmierre Parker

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