Golden Tears

This shit gon' be crazy, Jack
 Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
 Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
 Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
 Nigga this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
 I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
 You know that you need me, it's hard to keep your distance
 Have you seen a demon cry?
 One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
 Do not use a pencil, I'm so independent
 Waste a cup of lean last night, I seen my bitches swimming
 Vacant inside, I don't have nothing inside
 I'm living by the seaside, but I'm so blind at times
 I'm hopping out like a bunny that's if we ever collide
 It's gonna be hard to stay with us you need to get your paper up
 Every time them niggas played with us they made the newspapers
 Watch out for them haters 'cause when you live greater, them Glocks need lasers
 I am not a rapist, she said she can't take dick and I'm not gonna make her
 She was from Jamaica
 Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
 Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
 Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
 Nigga this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
 I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
 You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
 Have you seen a demon cry?
 One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
 I done died a thousand times
 I came back harder had to cement on my life
 Them niggas scared and I ain't tryna make it right
 Just let them tell you about the pressure I apply
 I keep a text that's a watch and a nine
 My momma praying in the daytime, she hope her son don't go down tonight
 They hear my pain I leave my ears on the mic
 I heard my idol went broke, so he is not my idol no more
 You not worried 'bout a problem when you have selections
 The hurting scars made a nigga deadly
 Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
 Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
 Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
 Nigga this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
 I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
 You know that you need me, it's hard to keep your distance
 Have you seen a demon cry?
 One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
 Do not use a pencil, I'm so independent
 Waste a cup of lean last night, I seen my bitches swimming