Porch ft. Crybaby Cash Lyrics

Damn

Nolia

You know

You know

Rez Burna

You see visions of yo death. You feel like Pac yeah

But you ain't hustlin' for yourself so you can't stop yeah

You sit and wonder what it feel like at the top yeah

Cuz you done seen so much of pain and lost a lot yeah

I'm on interstate 10 ridin' under the streetlights

Thinkin' bout the future while I'm dodgin' police lights

If you off the porch then you know what that be like

If you off the porch then you know what that be like

Circle of success. I do my best but they be stylin' on us

Droppin' bombs of stress. No fighter jets. But still they pile it (pilot) on us

Never get no rest. No second guess when they get violent on us

And I been grindin' for the longest trynna turn these fuckin' tables

I ain't even scratched the surface

Niggas chasin' after paper

But that shit don't give you purpose

Liberation comin' later

Learned that shit off in them churches

I just hope my words connect

Make you think I'm speakin' in cursive. I ain't trynna preach

I just know the struggle. And doin' better seem outta reach

We still in the gutter whether Trump is or not impeached

Momma hollerin', Poopy, ya honest (Giannis) but you are not a Greek

They kill you for that kinda speech. I guess that's how it be

You see visions of yo death. You feel like Pac yeah

But you ain't hustlin' for yourself so you can't stop yeah

You sit and wonder what it feel like at the top yeah

Cuz you done seen so much of pain and lost a lot yeah

I'm on interstate 10 ridin' under the streetlights

Thinkin' bout the future while I'm dodgin' police lights

If you off the porch then you know what that be like

If you off the porch then you know what that be like

Girl what that be like? Said you gotta keep that heat tight

Can't be pussy. Can't be feline. You know what that be like

Might fuck a nigga up. I promise he lyin'

Rap money but I trap in the meantime. That's why I got green eyes

And you too green. Can't even read in between lines

I'm in L.A. I'm smokin' trees on the seaside

Ain't never met a bitch I need. I just want see her revine

And if karma come around on me I hope I'm still gon be fine

I hope I'm still gone be good

Cuz I take L's back to back even though I do what I could

And I been seein' shit clear but I get misunderstood. And then I'm right do'

Where a nigga trynna put my foot. Yeah

You see visions of yo death. You feel like Pac yeah

But you ain't hustlin' for yourself so you can't stop yeah

You sit and wonder what it feel like at the top yeah

Cuz you done seen so much of pain and lost a lot yeah

I'm on interstate 10 ridin' under the streetlights

Thinkin' bout the future while I'm dodgin' police lights

If you off the porch then you know what that be like

If you off the porch then you know what that be like