Текст песни Just Some Thoughts (Grandma's Version) - Mylan.TheParies

Let's take a trip

Into my mind and I see me winnin'
Anything I master is profit there ain't no limits
On a mission
But life that we given so unforgivin'
Tryna make some damn lemonade from all of these lemons
Gotta grip it
They wantin' me locked away with a sentence
Or they want me dead and gone in a casket without my senses
It's relentless
The system we get in ain't for melanin
We tryna get back together they tryna maintain division

Damn

Man it's really sickenin'
How they keep us all so divided usin' religion
How they manage to keep debatin' over the image
And they keep teachin' us history my brotha I feel retention
My brotha I hear you listenin'
My brotha it's set in stone
My brotha I feel you itchin'
It's time to get this here switchin'
We can not longer prolong
It's time to make a decision
But keep in mind right from wrong
And please stay yo self outta prison

But back to myself and my own ascension
Knowin' imma make it my brotha because I'm gifted
Knowin' that I'm here for a purpose cuz life ain't ended
And though I look to the future this beat got me reminiscin'
A youngin', a Sacramentan
Of course my dad he was missin'
My grandma she raised a Christian
The world, though, done blurred my vision
I'm seein' things so much different
Some friendships I had to end em
Ill people create ill symptoms
Best remedy is some distance

Thinkin' of high school my man I miss it
Havin' the best years of my life, then it went and ended
Fantasize bout talkin' to baddies, hit off a mention
I'm callin' my brotha Terrin like I'll be there in a minute
Cruisin' down Calvine, right on to vintage
Bout to meet the homies they havin' a big tournament
Everybody hangin' out in the house of the Dixon
And anything I ever said in life please know that I meant it

I got a thing for thinkin' about the past too much
But those the times I associate with the most
Attach myself to a memory and squeeze onto it for dear life like a parasite do to a host
I need money promise, not the woes
I think I got a problem lettin' go
Toxic traits of youngin' who got some goals
A lotta things I was doin' was just for show

But now look at me yeah I'm a pro
Teamed up with my blood PAED2WICE the next thing to blow
Even if I never see green that's still my bro
Used to eat cinnamon toast
With him and slept on the flo'
It's crazy he seen me grow
We ran threw plenty of those
I knew him when he was broke
I'm black, he Filipino
The blood ain't what make us close
16 years old sharin' clothes
Freestylin' and spittin' flows
My brotha was my first post

I'm just tryna be comfortable
I just want land like my ancestors befo'
I want me some kids I'm thinkin' bout havin' 4
Everybody with the gold and the name make it go

Thought of some things and then I spoke
Had to put the words in air and let 'em float
Lotta game that I soaked came from Nipsey Hussle
I would never sell my soul
For the dollar oh no

All I know is stand 10 toes
My circle small like the letter O
Aye one of these days man imma drive the boat
Funny brotha but no I am not a joke
I got a question what you listenin' fo'
Is it cuz the way I rhyme my wordin' impeccable
When it's all said and done I promise I'll be the goat
But hey man what do I know
These just some thoughts that I wrote