Growing up I used to wanna be my Uncle Wayne
Until I saw his body layin’ in the grave (Rest in peace)
Growing up I used to want a Jeep Wrangler (Haha)
Until I got to drive a Range
Growing up I used to have a lot of friends (Fuck ‘em all)
Until I saw the money change ‘em (Fuck ‘em all)
Growing up I used to want a lot of hoes
Until I met Ben Franklin
I’m writin’ this from a place that you ain’t heard about
That you could only comment through the word of mouth (That’s real)
Growing up, I used to tell my ma, “I’ll work it out”
I worked it out but now still somehow shit ain’t working out
Growing up, I watched my favorite rappers interviews
I ain’t believe ‘em when they said, “It ain’t all what it seems”
But now I’m here, realized they were tellin’ truth
‘Cause you sacrificed yourself for everybody’s needs, by any means
I’m married to the game for this diamond ring
And I spend more time with her than anybody else it seems
Court side with my bitch, we can’t see the nosebleeds
Afterparty, Bootsy Bellows, hoes make they nose bleed
Always stressin’ ‘bout my brother, I know this shit hard on him
Always stressin’ ‘bout my momma but I know that God got her
I’m stressin’ out more now than what I did at rock bottom
And I’m blowin’ more clouds, hopin’ that’ll help stop it
It’s all smoke and mirrors with these bitches
It’s all smoke and mirrors with ‘em all (For real, haha)
Promised the world and delivered me a atlas
But I guess that’s how it goes
Ooh, I don’t know why I can’t believe it (Oh, yeah)
Oh, nothin’ ever as it seems at all (Ooh)
I thought my nightmares were my dreams (Ooh, I don’t believe)
This ain’t what it seems now, no
