Promises

I can’t see no end, I swear I need me a Benz
I don’t know how to drive, I ain’t ever drove in my life
Only ever rode me a bike
Look, you could call me crazy
My grandmother’s name was Mercedes, maiden name Garcia
My other grandma’s was Brady
First name Clio, same as my moms
She was born same day as my aunt
That’s on Patty, she got the same name as me, ain’t that hard?
Commemorate the ladies that made me
Why I need that peace sign on my car
Maybe I’m going too far
I got a chain on my neck that I never take off, even when night falls
Man I’m just high
Sitting out Riverside Park, feel like a fly on the wall
I observe shit, my mind goes off
Almost like my eyes get crossed
It’s hard to follow my thoughts
Keep track of all of them at once
When I’m all alone sometimes my mind got a mind of its own
And I know I’m grown but sometimes it’s hard to find my way home
They say it’s what you make it but sometimes it’s hard to find a place you know
I still ain’t made enough for my ass just to stay indoors
Dreaming of, dreaming of you
Thinking of you
Dreaming of, dreaming of you
Thinking of you
I’m thanking God for your life
Holding me down all the time
Last year, this year, which year was the best year?
I don’t give a fuck until next year
I might hit the bench, take a rest year
I’ma let you know when the sweat clear
But can’t get there til I get here
Can’t calm down til I come up
Oh you on now what
Looking at me like a dumb fuck
Rap for a living must be fun, huh?
More like when I was 21 was
I never knew what the fuss was
No I ain’t ever knew what the rush was
We got all day man the sun’s up
Spent too much time getting fucked up
Man I’m gone with the
Wet like the river
I’m letting the liquor flow
I’ma give what I get, even if what I get ain’t reciprocal
Don’t mean to go back to the ritual
When I’m all alone sometimes my mind got a mind of its own
And I know I’m grown but sometimes it’s hard to find my way home
They say it’s what you make it but sometimes it’s hard to find a place you know
I still ain’t made enough for my ass just to stay indoors
Dreaming of, dreaming of you
Thinking of you
Dreaming of, dreaming of you
Thinking of you
I’m thanking God for your life
Holding me down all the time
Gotta shout out everything she put me on to
Born to be rich, put a
First time I played a gig she showed me Saturday Night Fever as a little ass kid
I started to move my hips, shit don’t get as true as this
Shit you could move to this, catch a groove to this
Maybe think of who I miss
I ain’t finished going through my list
Rest in peace to La Dona, that’s my mom’s best friend
Never seen a smile so big in my life, nah nah never since then
She knew I was gonna do something
She called it when I was like 10, listened to what I said
Commemorate the ladies that made us men, still tryna make amends
Tryna find my peace, keep my mind at ease
I’ma beg and plead, when will the cycle cease?
I need weed to smoke so I can eat
Just so I can drink, what’s wrong with me?
What I need, brew to think honestly
Next day I’m puking up, obviously
'Cause I ain’t ate enough and drank too much
Start again, now I need weed to puff
You see I’m stuck, am I changing enough?
I don’t wanna be the neighborhood drunk
Dreaming of, dreaming of you
Thinking of you
Dreaming of, dreaming of you
Thinking of you
I’m thanking God for your life
Holding me down all the time