Best Friend

Yeah, ye...spit my gum out right now...haha

What up world? Got my inspiration in the studio with me, right?...feelin' good

Got a lot to smile about, ahaha, talk to y'all niggas...yessur, hey

[Verse 1]

My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapist

But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this with

Why should I open up on somebody elses carelessness...

[cork pops] There goes the top, nigga, so here it is

Mama workin' all day, Daddy out in the streets

Imagine 10 years old full of doubt and defeat

Growing up around criminals, with clout and deceit

My grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you weep

She used to help me with my homework, addiction-subtraction

Added faith to my life and doubt got subtracted

Wanna skip ya mind from crying better learn something, son

You be beatin' on my couches, why don't you try hit the drums

Look, oo you see me ma

They wish they could be me ma

As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia

Seventh grade, it was cursed and sad

But the gift within it, was when I first met Chad

But even Chad could tell you that my Christmas was jinxed

Cuz grandma Loucelle died on 12th 19th

I can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was under

Cuz 15 years later the other died that summer...bummer

[Chorus]

My best friend told me, you be actin' tough, that's fine

But the weight of the world can really crush one's mind

So let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what).

See, you wont even know you hurt sometimes, until you in conversation it comes out in a line so let it

out P (what), let it out P (what), let it out P (what), my nigga let it out

[Verse 2]

Aye yo, 10 21 Atlantis drive, nigga was action packed

That's Atlantis appartments, we live in half the back

That's where the 12 year olds there, they wbe flashing crack

And when they shoot you nigga, they ain't tryna pass it back

Aye yo, Diggy, Fleet and Marvian can you imagine that?

The place we love the most, the hood was built to smash us flat

But I escaped cuz I chased, what made me passion that

Now I got my skate team and spit these acid raps

So many niggas will rise

So many them niggas try

So many them niggas ended up duck-taped and tied

So many them same niggas, man they moms eyes cry

So, they just got older, still on the corner with they pride

Well let me tell niggas something, I'm so glad you alive

Long as you got a breathe, a pulse, nigga strive

Devine intervention this is

I heard a voice nigga, listen to this

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Jesus will arrange it, but Jesus wont change it

Hold yourself responsible, on yourself you blame it

You mad, nigga don't articulate and ??,

I.E. we best friends, speak best friends language

I'm a happy nigga, you can't approach me in anguish

Whoever said anything worth working for would be painless

Can't be mad at the world cuz you and your girl ain't famous

Cuz you both on bate, BBC and chainless

Also your rangless, therefore switch laneless

Now you brainless, dangerous, cuz you pull out the stainless

All of sudden you smart, now you do something hainess

First time you get caught, now your ass is famous

No longer chainless, and the bus switching lanes is a bad look

Yo girl with ya man sellin' laneless, Stop

Nigga rewind and reverese slides 3 times

Reassess your thinking and trust me it'll be fine

First picture your goal, and repeat 'It'll be mine'

Or fuck it nigga, just keep imagine killin' me fine

Now you, scruntching your face tryna ace attainment

When you should be tryna find a place to base your shame, nigga

Success is tangible, don't wait for fame

I thought you would receive it better if I ain't say ya name

You unsure of yourself, sit still and think

Review those actions if it fit, put your name in the blank

[Chorus]

Star Track, is who we are [x4]