I thought there was redemption in the four-eathers Ooh, ooh You know I'm borderline more than rich Had to tame the orphanage Navigating to, texting them the coordinates Two phones literally, house party loitering Deal so dumb he had to let several lawyers in One day I'll tell you how my life was unfortunate For now I'll tell you how fast these portions get Story of the young and reckless About to eat my for breakfast Pink been a preference Never fall under pressure Chief shots, let it rock Eye open, fetty wop Rain like confetti drop I bet he drop I don't hate the trendy things Just don't like to feed the trends Mama gave me all my sins Learn me when the story ends Flowers on my uncle's tomb Thousands to my aunties too I'm used to taking back streets Last week was nothing new This is my scapegoat Who I made this tape for I'll tell the story two years later For now the case closed I've heard so much about it You talk about it all the time I want to go there Inside your mind Melodic Blue