I’m my mamas little f#ck up
Ive pondered all my f#ck ups
While my mind wanders
I tend to daydream about some luck
Since you left me lovestruck
I fell short on my tough luck
I’m really just a dumb f#ck
Since I was just a young buck
Tryna find my unit
Take a stab at this here rough cut
Such cuts on my wrist
What a bold decision, no buzz cuts
Poke incisions
Can’t diagnose this vision
Just let go, don’t stiffen
I’m up in this b#tch like a butt f#ck
Brush strokes, i construct prose
You b#tches vain like blood flows
I can’t contain these uploads
When I’m up close to the goal post
sh#t is cold pressed
b#tch you’re dry as rolled oats
f#ck taking a low dose
I need a whole boat, bloat
Shake like a snow globe
Take what I need then i go ghost
Feed all my dreams then i go go
Gadget, this sh#t is a habit
Hash it, hack it, static
Feel like I’m dead & you b#tches are maggots
Mash it, pack it up
Arch that #ss then back it up
Post on the gram after some
Photoshop for your assets huh
Make em say uhh like master p
Lose all my hope & atrophy
Money opens doors like master keys
I’m still a couple years from my masterpiece
Once I amass defeat
A matter of raps on these beats
Game set match
Make a racket bleed
Then attract these bees
Please
I’m my mamas little f#ck up
Ive pondered all my f#ck ups
While my mind wanders
I tend to daydream about some luck
Since you left me lovestruck
I fell short on my tough luck
I’m really just a dumb f#ck
Since I was just a young buck
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