Don Pablito - Me and My Radio

Just me And my radio
Just watching my baby grow
Got me thinking bout the old me
Wish my daddy would’ve showed me
Wish i had em like my baby know me
How to make it out these cold streets
Just me and my radio
Just me and my radio

Drown myself in the music
Sink my mind the lyrics
I’m out minding my business
Cus my grind is the realest
Think it’s to be realist
I talk this shit better most
Get outside of ya feelings

Me and moms been fickle
That shit clogging my mental
They got me with a therapist
Say I’m harboring issues

Anger management like where manners went
Patience wearing thin
Like how Bruce banner get
Im Just tryna find the cause so i can manage it
All the shit that i absorbed was taught to handle it
How you shake it off when you see candles lit
For your nigga that you made it out the bando with
For your Bigga that you fought over then channels with
I’m at the prom with a 40 cal couldn’t dance with this
Let a nigga take a chance with this
Ain’t Go do me like hey did my mans with this

Flow on top of the snare
Get right under the base
Let it ride Thru ya ears
Expressions on ya face
I been jotting for years
Thought you wise and aware
You should know not to compare
I ain’t take a break you ran away
You thought hip hop was dead uh
They was sleeping i was tweaking
They jumped out the bed uh
At the top only one spot
And i ain’t about share one
Take it back when baby hair was wrapped up in a hair bun
Uptown’s strap hangin oh high air one
Bring them niggaz that be rapping
I do not fear 1
All these nigga’s say they Gangsta
So i gotta scare one
Yea i got burry 1
At the trop tier 1

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