Mookie ft. Camoflauge Monk Lyrics

Now I feel mookie , they put the bet on me like mookie

Life just got real I'm no longer a junior now

I've been plotting on the time when I'm moving out

Too many stepping stones I'm missing I keep falling down

Heavy the ambition that I carry so the ammunition vary how im bouta kill the game and rip they spirits out

Look at who they fearing now

Last year we lost the house had no hope to brag about

Now they take my number down

Did my first show as the clown they use to laugh about

Now I feel like Joaquin kill 'em on the screen

Took the train to the game I just need some time to breathe

Take the pain to home plate bringing out my mookie b

Blood on my sleeve

Above the debree

I found a home resigned to me

Give 'em my piece

Written on beats

Peep the Sound and tell me what your can eyes see

I got my dunks on walking down the bay ridge blocks

Fell asleep on the bus but rerouted when they thought I would drop

im wide awake I smell the cake right as it bake at my stop

I Always kept my head up

Overtime they saw my smile fade

And Now they can't get us

Cause we aiming for that home plate

Every that night I been up

It happens when my mind race

Tryna change my situation but Im feeling like it's taken such a toll will I hold weight?

Ima hold weight

Big mookie hits

Tell the coach to put me in

Feeling low what I wrote was a ballad of my sins

What my tribulations did

Ain't take no vacation bitch

Ain't no parlay that was hitting

No one betting on the kid

Team saying that they love me I don't think that's what it is

Out of place on the field couldn't bat couldnt hit

I don't really know what it is

Think I know what it is

I don't know what it is

Is it College work or a scholarships?

Am I not what a scholar is?

I just wanna get profiting

Tryna stack it on top of it self

Only 5"7 at 11 tried to reach the shelf

Fuck affiliations tryna get this shit all by myself

First I gotta find myself

That don't come in someone else

Feel it riding on the belt parkways In the back seat while I'm leaving from the city with the Barclays

Cars pass me by in the night sky star gazing

Dreams of tryna be the one now I'm so awakened

No more waiting Im just vision chasing

Im just base running As I see my coach waiting

I been so patient

I Always kept my head up

Overtime they saw my smile fade

And Now they can't get us

Cause we aiming for that home plate

Every that night I been up

It happens when my mind race

Tryna change my situation but Im feeling like it's taken such a toll will I hold weight?

Now I feel like mookie