Thornton Street

Yeah uh
Hey yo
Alright
My mom had a n***a at the age of fifteen
Was forced to drop out of school to take care of a king
She had a desire to sing and I admire these things
At times a n***a feel guilty I retired her dreams
Imagine sky's the limit you mind your business
Then you pregnant with a street n***a baby the odds against us
But never mind 'cause your son be livin' upper echelon
They be talking 'bout me from the barbershops to hair salons
Real impact somethin' you never could fathom
My first album went gold I think my next one is platinum
And it's okay that you ain't think that I would make it in rappin'
You wanted me to go school so I could make somethin' happen
I understand it the way s**t is goin' you couldn't plan it
But raisin' two kids on your own how did you manage
From apartments to trailers was livin' with granny
Years later front row it's how we sit at the Grammy's
They say we all gotta cry sometimes
Unfortunate when our loved ones die wish I could buy some time
I be stressin' so of course I get high sometimes
Mix the Puma with Givenchy to get fly sometimes
And yeah we all gotta live someday
Woke up plottin' on my next move we tryna get rich one day
Have a house with a wife and some kids one day
D**n I got somethin' to say
Ayo section eight with foods stamps refrigerator was packed
You hate it when I talk about this but I'm statin' the facts
Before I dropped "Family Matters" should've sent them a text
I guess that s**t was only right that the resentment was next
My pops taught me a lot I give that n***a respect
He went to prison for a while and used to call me collect
And yeah we lived in different states but we would always connect
When I got robbed at gunpoint you took the bust up the check
Almost lost my favorite aunt because of s**t that I said
N***as formin' their opinions based on s**t that they read
I be dealin' with a lot I take this s**t to the head
No complainin' though this s**t is ultra drainin'
My whole life is a canvas I'm supposed to paint it
You can't tell
I'm the new Jean-Michel
My future is a sure thing like the don Miguel
This ain't background music boy these rhymes are felt
They say we all gotta cry sometimes
Unfortunate when our loved ones die wish I could buy some time
I be stressin' so of course I get high sometimes
Mix the Puma with Givenchy to get fly sometimes
And yeah we all gotta live someday
Woke up plottin' on my next move we tryna get rich one day
Have a house with a wife and some kids one day
D**n I got somethin' to say
Uh yeah you know uh
This four-pack man
It's just all songs from the heart dawg
Just somethin' to hold y'all over 'til I'm done with the album
Man truth be told uh
I'm more of a perfectionist than anything
But um next body of work comin' soon
From A Bird's Eye View