Dear Journal, ft. Abbie Lyrics

Uhn

Thank you to everybody

That's been on this journey with me

We were just kids man

Just reflecting

Look

Uhn

I ain't know where I was going but good kid overall/

We was going doing everything to try avoid the law/

My homie was skipping class go and sell fentanyl/

The money was tempting but I ain't wanna get involved/

Made my money bussin tables and started bussin rhymes/

In hopes of landing a deal sign my name on doted lines/

I knew I wasn't good but I'd get better over time/

They gon laugh at first bust soon respect the grind/

Was wearing hammy downs till they past me the crown/

And rapped for all my friends for I ever rapped for a crowd/

Got addicted to this shit before I post it on SoundCloud/

You can see I elevated if you hear my sound now/

Was loving the art form when Cam was rocking pink/

One day y'all look back realize y'all was chilling with a king/

A sign of maturity you don't care what they think/

You invite em to your shows and still sell out if they don't link/

All all of y'all wrong all of y'all wrong

All of y'all wrong Dead dead wrong

All all of y'all wrong all of y'all wrong

All all of y'all wrong Dead dead wrong

Shout out to Mijo

Shout out to anybody on this tape

We were just kids man