| When I was 17, my only dream was cashin' the checks
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| Sick of collect calls and withdrawals was a cause and effect
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| 'Til mom interjects, «Sorry boo, your father’s calling you
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| To follow up to say he never follows through,» what a mess
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| Smoke a bowl and say, «What's goin' on?»
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| Callin' from a burner phone, I know he goin' through it
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| I can tell because his tone is off
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| He asks me, «How is college? |
| Prolly get your masters instead of owning your
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| masters
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| You gon' waste your knowledge if you don’t act fast
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| Ungrateful bastard, you need to take action to get back to your classes
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| Opportunities pass and everything in moderation and du time
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| You’ll do fine»
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| He still havin' mood swings off th moonshine
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| I rather pay my dues in music, movies, fashion
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| Instead of stolen Buick’s and hoopty crashin'
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| In fact, I ain’t been to church in a minute
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| The hourglass been tickin', I been trippin' off the shroomies and acid
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| Lackin' the vision, the head on collision with myself though
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| And reflecting on all this shit I planned out
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| Oh, oh
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| You would never hear a seed push through the ground
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| I wish I told you I hate you for leaving, but that would mean I used to love you
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| How could I give love to a person that only gave me trouble?
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| 'Course you gave me life and supported me for a stretch
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| Even fought for me in the courts when you knew you wasn’t the best
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| But at best, we’ll make amends, and at sixty, you’ll be my friend
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| 'Cause this spot of father’s been taken since before my mama’s death
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| I give portions of me (What's left?) Liquor poured (Like it’s a test)
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| I am more than what you named me, I’m sorry
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| Damor been dead since the day I came to realize that you never got your shit
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| together
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| I fuckin' hope I get my shit together
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| Disgusted with the semblance that we share, feelings mixed together
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| Life has been a bitch, but we still left up in this bitch together
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| Mom would want it, that’s after all the nonsense and violence you put her
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| through
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| 'Cause she was motherfucking awesome
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| Otherwise, these feelings wouldn’t be talking
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| I’m trying love and acceptance, so pick it up when I call
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| Vegas
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| Oh, oh
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| You would never hear a seed push through the ground
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| Ayy, yeah-ayy
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| Lost a lot of light and couldn’t find me that bright side
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| My life’s a struggle when every day movin' down
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| But I been stuck on why she claim I’m her lifeline
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| I never know what I should do
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| So I’ma go and pour a drink for this call, watching the walls
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| When everything in moderation slips and it falls, dipped and involved
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| She say she facing 21, but didn’t do it
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| That’s about the time it took to notice me, so what you doin'?
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| I got missed calls, missed texts, I ain’t appreciate it
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| Got me smokin' lonely, inebriated
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| I had to go and beat the betas, mind becoming alpha
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| I only smoke for that nostalgia
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| And the reasons to live are getting stronger for me
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| I tried to smoke a little less, the days were longer for me
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| Never knew if I could make it out the gutter, I did that
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| A couple broken memories, I’m never gon' miss that
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| Real change, it always sounds so quiet
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| You would never hear a seed push through the ground
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| Real change, it always sounds so quiet
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| You would never hear a seed push through the ground
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| Real change
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| It always sounds so quiet (Ohh)
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| You would never hear a seed push through the ground |