Sleazie Wonder

Lyrics

[Intro] You know him as an expert on the new age You also know him as a writer of children's books And other stuff, albums and shit You've got all these elements for a real thriller here, but you based it, uh in part on your past experiences and knowledge Dealing with, uh [?] in our society Shut up [Verse 1] I'm in the trap house goin' for the gusto Empty kitchen cabinets, steady cookin' up, though Shit was dark for me, but things are lookin' up though Should've got a mixtape award, but rest in peace to Justo I was stuck in my cycle, stuck with my weapon Still stick with my weapon, but I'm stuck on progression My mama lost her mother, I watched her suffer pain Now I make the point to tell my mom I love her everyday I had a cousin searchin', trying to find his purpose Found a needle in the haystack, but it was hypodermic I break fast, I ain't lunchin' 'bout my dinner Or old heads were ex-street niggas and drug dealers Everything I wrote in my tablet was much sicker 'Cause every strain I roll was a Cannabis Cup Winner They told us we were useless, called us trashy young niggas That's why we do it big for the cameras like fuck niggas I somersaulted out my mom's hole in the 80s Tammy Jones made me, Richmond city shaped me Might cut up your lady, she texted come filet me I'll slap you with the biscuit for thinkin' it's all gravy Shout out to Gritty City, shout out to Charged UP Mutant Academy, niggas stay barred up One time for Flexico, and AGM my brothers Can't forget Ugly Mane and rest in peace to Sleazie Wonder [Outro] Stuck, I was stuck I was hurt, I was stuck I was strugglin', I was stuck I was stuck, I was stuck Need to get free, I was stuck I was hurt, I was stuck I was strugglin', I was stuck Felt trapped, but I'll get up I was stuck