โหลดเพลง mp3 So Far, So Far - Raz Simone

So Far, So Far - Raz Simone
Yeah
My baby mama's ungrateful
She says I'm f**king up
While she's staying in my house
Not paying a buck
Working a dead-end job
Minimum waging and such
But going out on the weekends
Shaking her stuff
While I'm out here in these
Streets for the sake of my son
I don't wanna shoot no one
But I'm taking my gun
In the middle of transition
Coming from kilograms standing
In the trap whipping
Then going to the currency
Exchange counter with bad b***hes
Like how much cash for a dozen
Really that pimping
So so called family and friends
See me stack riches
And all they think is how can it benefit them
Well they're indifferent
But I'm wise enough to know
This fast money don't stay
So if I stop putting in work it'll all go away
But if I invest my resources and my time
In a fully legitimate grind
I can pass all down to this kid of mine
When I was a little boy I had big dreams
Big house big wedding big ring
I'm so far from that so far from that
So far from that so far
When I was a little boy I had big dreams
Big house big wedding big ring
I'm so far from that so far from that
So far from that so far
My baby mama's ungrateful
She say I'm f**king up
What you want me to tuck my nuts
And get sucker punched
By these motherf**king punks
Who got me out here ducking slugs
F**king subs f**k is up f**k
Your love you f**king slut
D**n
I ain't really mean that
But really for real though
I ain't really that n***a to scream at
I let you slap me in the past
But I'm different now take heat of that
I'll probably black out and put
Rings where your cheek is at
When I was a little boy I had big dreams
Big house big wedding big ring
I'm so far from that so far from that
So far from that so far
When I was a little boy I had big dreams
Big house big wedding big ring
I'm so far from that so far from that
So far from that so far
B***h I didn't win the lotto
B***h you use a semi-auto
I was turning hella white vitiligo
Now I'm wrapping up the
Beef from me eating it's a taco
They hope my road to success is bumpy
They digging pot holes
So I got a lot of things
On me that are not clothes
I don't wanna do it don't make me shoot it
These jealous broke niggers
Is just a nuisance
And these public school
Curriculums are just as useless
Put our children necks in nooses
We shouldn't let 'em do it
We need to test the system
Why they tryna test the students
I might just chop up your checks
And disperse your pensions
They teach us how to go
To work or to go to prison
Creative marketing by the
Prison industrial system
And that's pimp and that real
All these famous rappers will
Teach you how to go to jail
When I was a little boy I had big dreams
Big house big wedding big ring
I'm so far from that so far from that
So far from that so far
When I was a little boy I had big dreams
Big house big wedding big ring
I'm so far from that so far from that
So far from that so far
I remember being afraid of
The dark when I was a child
And thinking to myself how
Blessed I was to have mother
Who was there for me and wasn't afraid
Then thinking to myself
Who was
There for my mother when she was afraid
Now a days I'm not afraid anymore
But I miss that feeling of
Having someone who's there
With that look on their face
That automatically guarantees safety
Where fear is but a
Figment of your imagination
When the world waste don't exist