Lyrics:

Ayy, yeah, yeah
Heh, ayy

I know we're double parking, generational bar-trips
Extra-loaded, praying my mama friends ain’t at the market
Never left yo' apartment, never cleaned up the carpet
There's legacy in my system, right next to where truth and tar sit
Flick a wrist like guitar pick, I
Contact on star shit like
This a moment, you gon’ feel me, I'm a artist
I fell asleep in the morning, afternoon holding hair up
I smoking 'til my lid's frozen, there's too much faith I'm aware of
And I, hold a bleak view like tall cans on long days
My mom hands on my name like, "See this
Come see what my seed did
But, most days, can't reach him"
Ego know no bounds
In my own life, no defense
You really can't afford what I breathe in
Born with the P-shift
Floor better force with the chore, tryna be friends
Toured every shore, got the course with the free trip
Told ’em I need more ’fore I'm whore for like three hits
Swore they could keep it
Trav’ with the cheat sheet
Porch with the weed lit, and I don't think straight
Bored tryna lead kids born in my season
Hans with the dreams, writing scores for a me-flick
I'm under too much pressure, from
Pocket-watching, often talking
People tryna measure where I fit inside they box
Should they count my future net worth?
And there's parts of me that’s damaged
Ain't nobody clean they mess up

What I meant was
Someone bless us (Bless us)
'Cause I can't take it (I can't take it)
Just make it let up, yeah

There's a place in my head where I'm safe, in my head
I was safe in my nest, but I got these wings for a reason
There's a place in my head where I'm safe, in my head
I was safe in my nest, but I got these wings for a reason
There's a place in my head where I'm safe, in my head
I was safe in my nest, but I got these wings for a reason

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