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letra de life story - obi juan pe$o

yeah
haa
aah

i’m high as f-ck, & i feel like the meanings

yuh
ahh
ahh
haaaaaaah

i’m high as f-ck, & i feel like the meanings
and
a n-gga so scared
and
a n-gga feel great
cuz a n-gga don’t care

n-gga want a fat white b-tch
cottage cheese booty
and
some blonde hair

b-tch
i struggle with this sh-t
i mean it
n-gga
i’m all up in her f-cking derrière

in her bones like a beef patty
i’m playing patty cake
with that punanny

i mean it n-gga

i just want it
i’m on that sh-t

slurpin on that coochie
like some shrimp scampi

wooo

b-tch, i just mean it
i want it

wooo

b-tch, i just mean it
i’m going

whoo

b-tch, i’m scared as f-ck
cuz i don’t know where i’m going

but it’s ok
cuz i’m on the way

i give no f-cks

b-tch
i feel great
b-tch
i feel great

i spilled some dank
i got too high
i levitate

but i’m still grounded

ooo sh-t

n-gga grounded like it’s punishment
i don’t believe in no punishment

so
come at me if you want it b-tch

got the pump on me
and
a blade on me

i don’t want to do it to you
but you want it
so, i had to show you
that i’m really going with it
if a n-gga
really
got a issue
i don’t want to hit you
blade cut through tissue

huugghh

hope yo family miss you

got d-mn n-gga
i ain’t tryna do it to you
i feel like the meanings
but
had to do it
f-ck it

i give no f-ck
i’m just riding the beat huh
y’all n-ggas riding the wave
but
b-tch i am one with this sh-t
huh
yah
y’all n-ggas riding the wave
but
wait i am one with this sh-t
wait
this sh-t do not got a name
i feel like i’m k with this sh-t

i’m just sick of losses
sick of not talking
sick of never having cash up in my wallet
i see the plug calling
and
i’m feeling nauceous
cuz i know in a minute
i can have it stashed up in my closet
and
if i need to i can make it flip
for the very first time in my life
i finally got a grip
but
the streets keep calling
i hope i don’t slip
cuz it’ll only take a call for me to get a script
d-mn
you don’t know what i’ve been through
so many times i had bails
in my temple
so f-ckin
pop it like a pimple
so many poems
i just wish this sh-t was simple
my parents always work
so, i hung out on the streets
my role models would pop pills & smoke weed
i seen
everywhere you look you see everybody f-cked up on some sh-t
and d-mn
i used to think a guy was cool
cuz i was on a bottle
smoking blunts
and
then skipping school
i f-ckin hate myself
for everything i put my momma through
everytime i screamed up in her face
i should’ve hugged you
all she wanted was for me to go and graduate
i finally did
and seen the tears rolling down her face
the first time i felt normal since 2011
that’s the time my papa got sick n p-ssed away
d-mn

- obi juan peo

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