Baxter Avenue

Hol' up
 My dad built houses, my mom painted pictures
 They both gave it up once I came into the picture
 Me, I'm like them, just a fifty-fifty mixture
 My mom rode horses, she wish I had a sister
 I prefer the pen to a hammer or a brush
 But I build things up and my imagery is lush
 I used to play soccer but I never had the touch
 Basketball, too, but I ain't love it that much
 Much of my time's spent lookin' for a rush
 Tryna find something to afford me that feeling
 I fall in love with girls 'cause they physically appealing
 A couple weeks pass and the convos hit a ceiling
 I've smoked a fеw blunts, cookies, and runtz
 Gotten high enough to know it isn't what I want
 Mеt the celebrities, seen through the fronts
 Dated one girl and I've seen two at once
 I ain't upset to be inside for some months
 And get back in touch with the person that I was
 Know I've given too much of my time to the chase
 Tryna get in touch with a person that I lust
 So this the perfect time to hang it up
 Used to sleep until noon now at nine, I'm waking up
 More time that I'm inside then the less I want to talk
 I don't wanna FaceTime, I ain't tryna say, "What's up?"
 Careful with the ways that my time is taken up
 Bunch of geeks tryna take the shine away from us
 Reaching for critiques and they tryna say I suck
 Got me reminiscin' back to a time I gave a-
 But my skin's gotten thick since then
 And my high school crush has done the same thing
 So when this blows over and I'm back home
 I'ma tell her that I'm really done playin' games
 Seven figures in my bank statements
 Seven fellas that I'm that stayin' on the same page with
 We been shootin' for the stars and our aim's dangerous
 Hasn't been a single thing that the gang can't get
 My main thing shall remain nameless
 Know they ask about her often but I ain't sayin' shit
 There's a level of discretion that I'm maintaining
 She don't understand it but she ain't famous
 We gon' see who's still around once the game changes
 She's a business woman but I got her playing favorites
 You ain't rooting for me then I gotta make changes
 Ex girls watchin' with a lot of fake pages (a lot of fake pages)
 My OG showed me what a Plain Jane is
 And a bust down is, now I got a hankering to spend a few thousand
 KY used to take me up to Icebox when he'd get his jewelry cleaned
 They would ask if they could help me and I say "I'm just browsing"
 Woyne worked at Enterprise Rentals discounted
 Ville to the A and back, we was putting miles in
 Always wondered to myself if I could really be a leader
 Of a group of brown-skinned boys when I'm not brown-skinned
 Certain things they grew up on that they get but I don't get
 Differences in how we raised make me feel like I don't fit
 Not to mention the distance between our parents' houses
 Shared some money with 'em so they know I care about 'em
 I'm tryna do it right and figure what a fair amount is
 But I fantasize 'bout a day that we all swimming in it
 No contracts and we independent
 Stay close, never start a convo' with "It's been a minute"
 'Cause it never will be end of sentence
 Nemo, that's my right hand, guides me through my indecisions
 Vodka in my left hand takes away my inhibitions
 Way too gone but I'm waking up in mint condition
 Ready for whatever, got the troops with me in position