Summer Rain

Yo boom I try put good in this world by being polite, Or when I talk to olders to stand upright, But see Drugs becoming overpriced , I ain’t tryna be the next nines , I just wanna rap my lines , Me and bro gonna step fresh in summer , Wish I could spit bars like gunna , Just tryna make bread to retire my mumma , Shame when I release a song an it’s a bummer , The kids with daddy money will be the ones to make fun of ya , I’m like a young potter payper, School teaches us labour , Not how to be greater, Release my thoughts and feeling with pen to paper, Every night I ain’t ever forget to prayer This world ain’t fair, That’s why I’m tryna come prepared, This place turning to shit an every ones unaware, May be unrealistic but ima be a multimillionaire, Look back and thank god but look forward and trust god, I hate the the rich kids they always snob, Me and my boys roll like a Italian mob, Like fuck school i know what i want an it’s a job, Tryna get through the airport but getting swabbed, God made sure I couldn’t call on no one but him this season, We ain’t had a good government in years we need more treason, My dad choosing drugs over his kids still ain’t ever gave a good reason, I like my food nicely seasoned, Lemme just spit some light bars on beat, I ain’t dying with my dream lifestyle being incomplete, I’ve done this all on my own two feet, I ain’t every man there all creeps, I’m just tryna make my bars hit deep, Explain myself in songs because too many times I’ve been misread, This lifestyles easy they said, When I reminiscing it almost makes a tear shed, Sometimes I wish life could just be refreshed, My lyrics so deep they touch the flesh, Only vision I have is success, Gonna rap my bars till I’m the best, Always tryna progress, What’s up with these man sitting on the roads saying they doing a prostest, I rap the hardest and I say it with chest, Like some times I feel like I have too much rest, Most of you wanna hold a girls hand but I wanna hold bandz, My teacher driving a rental so why should I follow there commands, You still gonna be teaching kids while I’m in Dubai sitting on the sand, I wanna be unique I don’t wanna me like you man, Soon enough the haters gonna be fans, Won’t ever get the image out of my head when I saw my dad in the can,