On The Road Freestyle

I'll be right back when you need me
I've been on the road, but
Now I'm coming home (yeah)
Home, home, home
I'll be right back when you need me

Hey big bro
You still hear me?
I'm really trying to see shit clearly
Wanna tell me something say it now ain't no one else near me
Know I'll die with my secrets
And my loyalty's deepest
I sent her them flowers that last for years for a reason
She cried for me but I'm the one that's supposed to be grieving
Look, look
They ain't see me fall apart they shook
What you want me pour this pain on the streets or a hook?
I don't follow recipes by the book
They threw salt on my name so they
Should know ain't shit sweet when I cook
Defensive player of the year all them charges he took
I'm only here cause my brother made sure I was good
I ain't been writing like I probably should
But these beats don't hit the same as his heartbeat would
I'm trying to smile more
Family members numbers get dialed more
My fault
I don't be loving women I outsource
Socks off when she be tip toeing on top floors
I'm from the bottom it makes sense to get topped off
I'm taught I never could break my word or get outscored
I'm trying to paint it for you
I can't explain it to you
How do I say this to you?

I'll be right back when you need me
I've been on the road, but
Now I'm coming home (yeah)
Home, home, home
I'll be right back when you need me

We're in Minnesota like
We're in Minnesota in a hotel room
It's just me and Yazz and we just
We just talking

Last night I stayed up doing nothing
It was just my mind up to something
I'm tired of letting go and never knowing what's coming
Staying far from sober's how I cope just thuggin'
Girl my heart's broke and it hurts don't touch it
Just make me change subjects
Like, Lil One sent the blitz on the phone
We ain't ducking no smoke this Cheech and Chong
Niggas look nothing like me and they still be clones
Send shots from the road but that shit hits home
You got someone hold them tight I go through things on my own
Even when the section crowded I be feeling alone
Real shit, look
Highly medicated I've been diagnosed with chronic impatience
And my circle stay in the maintenance
I give up but God's soldiers wasn't built to leave they post
Even if the middle of hell's where they stationed
Show my pain to a ting it was art now she feeling my paintings
I don't feel shit and it's feeling amazing
So a fiend go on vacay stuck in the basement
Find a way of escaping
Can't do no complaining
I relate to them bandos know what it's like to feel vacant
Lately all I think about is street shit
Murder, all of this pain
We ain't get receipts for everything we charged to the game
On my old songs I focused on rap
Spitting bars to the rhythm of my life's boom baps
Like, let me get back
Where I leave off, July I don't expect yeah right here
Sorry it's just my dream wasn't as loud as my nightmares
Literally and mentally my demons don't fight fair
Can't nobody walk in my shoes these my pair
Fantasizing about a world where loyalty's not rare
My pops wise he got dark skin and white hair
Why shouldn't I keep flowing?
Walk in clubs with no ID showing
It's not a flex it's just respect wherever we be going
Chain and timepiece showing
May the environments that our seeds grow in
Be better than the ones we got our peace of mind destroyed in
My whole body got scars embroidered
See this new one right here God just wrote it
If you read between the lines you'd think God's a poet
I'm a player even my mama know it
I'm a problem even scholars know it
Couldn't solve me ask whoever for the answer
Bitch not even Stephen Hawking's know it
I'm a target so I'm guarded for it
See that image they portray my dog is wanted for it
All the women that I ghosted now I'm haunted for it
Fuck it let me bleed
Road got rocky shit made me creed
Break bread Sears Ave ain't teach me greed
And my little niece and nephew watch as I lead
So my most important followers is off IG
Stash box cops won't find the fifth I plead
She say how you YM but still stay low key?
Think my favorite Lil Wayne line is "bitch I'm me"
My dog locked up but his mind be free
No bark all bite he's a dying breed
When I jumped off the porch it was a giant leap
My dreams keep me up when I'm trying to sleep

We're in Minnesota
Happy birthday my dog Keysh it's April 7th
On the East Coast
For real