The Narrative

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Hahaha I'm back in my bag, baby Look, yeah [Verse 1] I don't name my songs after European cities When your ancestors walked in jungles trains, man, it's hard to see a street that's pretty I see the dreams I'm livin', all I got is gratitude So I don't speak with empty words or platitudes I am from a city where they clap at you Jackson Pollock splatter you All over the pavement over hatin' in some Ballie shoes Was ego driven for the longest Seeking validation, feelin' big over some small shit Arrogant and pompous, overcompensating (Overcompensatin') Cast would say they got drip, but that's just condensation I just want a simple life with no more complications Yeah, it take a man to set up beef with conversation Remember wakin' up early morning, had to escape before class Free periods, senior year, I got my first piece of ass I waked around the whole day with shorty stain on my pants Lookin' back, it made me feel like the man, yeah Had a job at the supermarket just to save up some cash So I could drive to spots to skate and pay gas Mama used to get mad, she was stressin' tryna raise a son All alone in a place where they just raise a gun And half the kids I grew up with, they lost they weight of drugs Sometimes I sit and wonder what they was escaping from (Escaping from) My first breakup was emotional, my ex, she cut me open too 'Cause the ex was trash, so love became disposable Yeah, we was just learnin' the ropes Watchin' our dreams disappear in a smoke (We was just learnin' the ropes Watchin' our dreams disappear in a smoke)