Young bliss picking up the mic in his living room Fuck bitches get money same old shit. Don't fucking change it ain't worth it All right, all right this here is my journey my story from before I was snorting I was never this kind of been all the drugs in the 40. I was a good little boy. I was looking up at the world I was never a tick of other jobs like a dude for the cash for the booze and the caps my ever coming back Haps I should close my eyes open up the past from decades before the days where I close my eyes open up the fisc You see daddy. He loves me mama. She loves me Why do I find it so hard to believe and why do I find it so hard to see the truth that nobody's laughing But me growing up ahead of single my my life was filled with man low drama my low dramatic hyping my brain box Wonder when all the fighting with stop hold up fuck that shit. I don't want to wrap up out the past my uninteresting innocence Was brutally murdered by ackler winks West E tells my fist gonna crush your mint my glass of gin gonna take a sweat my pupils big I'm here to win. I'm here to sin. I'm getting lit because that's my bitch and I'm gonna be red Yeah me and my team sipping the lean smoking the green living a dream I'm off with the grilled cheese team with the posse coming to wreck get potty scene cuz we've lost in yeah We got the overdose flow so play it on the table Anyways, I've changed my ways in many ways no longer living like the old days always days at the end in the cocaine I'm finding my way and making greats with college education study music till the day I'm famous I'm chillin at the library just got my photo taking for my student ID. I'm moving forward in my life No, her knee ain't it just my back gonna have to leave me paralyzed Fuck that I got a life plan fuck them bitches get that money shake up with the new my nauties And but that's all on the side now I got to get to class on time and keep up with that college Grat and I'm college grime. I'm truffin lots. I'm snortin. I'm trying to run. She had love I'm with the golden shots. Oh, right. I'm blind. I'm a head like I'm head like shot. Can't see can't speak I missed a man my knee don't read you to my destination room on three oh night now. I said through this entire lesson Nigger. Are you written? I got my backpack on I got my fucking Randy Jack glass on nigga. Yeah, we're the grilled cheese team we're the posse show up on everybody to your potty we've lost in yeah We got the overdose flow so back another Bruce if that leaves on the throat We the grilled cheese team we the posse show up on everybody to your potty we've lost in yeah We got the overdose flow so back another for He