Boring Soul

Uh, dun-nah, dun-duh, dun-duh

Dun-nah, dun-duh, dun-duh

(808 Mafia) uh

My shawty slidin' with the shits, I think he plan on droppin' out

Gen5 with a switch, what he don't hit that block without

With my auntie, she took me in, got kicked out my mama house

Blue money count dividends, just worried 'bout my guap amount

Her and all her friends bad, I had to get somebody out the crowd

We gon' let them cans blast, just like the 4th, them Glocks is loud

Man, this shit so damn sad, that I feel for my problem child

Got rich by mistake, that money calling like it pocket dialed, uh

I went through it solo, so much that they don't know

Battlin' my anxiety, don't wanna take no photos

Tryna reach a higher me, distracted, but I'm so close

I wish bro could get high with me, I would've told him, "Don't go"

How long before you go?

I've been ignored before

Just think before you cope

Life fast, but I'm still a boring soul

Lot of people I don't see no more

Never put somebody before yours

If the smoke come, then we want war

Insecure, yeah, we got rich, but we so poor

I know they wanna end me, so really, I'm not friendly

In his eyes I seen the envy, my black heart bleedin', empty

And we livin' like bartenders, lot of shots, bitch, we got plenty

Bullets end a lot of legacies, we rarely leave our 20s, uh

He was born up on that street and since nineteen, that block was his

Weren't no hope up in them slums, I found me somethin' positive

We come from Section 8, now it's a mansion where my mama live

They weren't tryna hear us, now it's my voice on a lot of ears

Plenty days was dropping tears, now I get paid for my career

Riches and the fame, I'm only smilin' 'cause I rock veneers

I know losin' everything, that's a common fear

I just hope they remember me and know that I was here

How long before you go?

I've been ignored before

Just think before you cope

Life fast, but I'm still a boring soul

Lot of people I don't see no more

Never put somebody before yours

If the smoke come, then we want war

Insecure, yeah, we got rich, but we so poor