POSTHUMOUS FORGIVENESS

Lyrics
[Verse] All of my negatives come along with, "I told ya's" Tears turnin' into ice, cryin' on cold shoulders Who knew the boulders I would carry back in Corollas Scamming on Motorolas, team taggin' the Doja, I showed ya Grandma and pops, you all on the poster Mama said things I had to say but knew would hurt so I couldn't say it Ex made me a playlist on my birthday, I couldn't play it Out here doin' wrong, lyin' strong, she shouldn't have made it At least I'm glad she made it as a favorite But still hated it went the way it did but that's the past and we can't replace it Too many of my goals, nobody knows but it's still completed Defeated amongst my doubts, no time to pout Dawgy got a daughter, too young to care what I bought her or what shе wearin' and it's apparent But as her parеnt it's my job to make sure that she good for real Barely can I speak, rarely I speak when I'm off the pill Dr. Phil, I can't be to this bitch, I got life to live Defendin' every fib against my name, I'ma write the wrong Barely can I see but I can still move over thongs Brothers before bitches, I ain't know you hoes that long Always speak the truth because you can't when they dead and gone Top row, I'm a chief but every boss started as a pawn Don Juan with Don Julio for the Black Swan Built it strong enough so when I die, it'll carry on Barry Bonds, the way I been a P, papa passed it on Look and talk like it, but we can tell he is not the one Twenty-one, I had the big Ferrari on Cherry Bomb Die for my respect, my legacy is for every strong Integrity man at heart, the hatred is always wrong Carry out the way I brought it in Standin' on business, I yet to meet someone who didn't like me who had riches The more famous you get, you need a Glick I get superstitious, more malicious souls creep through the holes, super inconspicuous Love the way you lie but in your eyes I can feel the ignorance Diligent young man, no longer a floor fan Soakin' up room conversations, eyes wide observations, analyzin' constellations Too many stars inside this Wyoming basement Too many bitches I fuck and still feel cum-placent Eyes wide, heart racin', runnin' from dark places (Uurgh)
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Credits
- Writers
- Lil Yachty
- Tame Impala