that's butter Lyrics

Yeah

Grew up thinking

Passion fruit good for the soul

Was packed in droves

I'm out the store

Now I'm out here on my 'lone

See this Jae no Cole

Out here chasing panties

Getting dome

But I'm a long ways from home

You feel my pain

That's brother

You can't relate

That's butter

Can't really blame you

If you can I really wish

I could save you, brother

Be proud of the single mother

That raised you

Venting like I don't rap enough

Hit harder than falcon punch

Let my feelings ball up

Then wrap em up

I throw em out the back

For luck I pray to God

I ain't ever asked for much

Maybe that's my problem

I don't ask enough

Shame on me to pass it up

Was caught up with

My lack of funds

Grocery trips with my momma

All we really had for fun

Admit that I was mad in love

With fake dreams

Being super famous, nah

Feeling more bape jeans

Stars in the back

Of the class, senior year

Fuck around and disappear

Failed at being

His big brother

Now his brothers

Are his peers

It's that failure for my family

Rooted down

Amongst my fears

Now I'm writing a new verse

Cause the last one

Soaked in tears

I don't back down

It's either nine to five

Or I stack rounds

Most the killers fake

I see the green screen

In they background

Grew up thinking

Passion fruit good for the soul

Shit led me down

The wrong road

You feel my pain

That's brother

You can't relate

That's butter

Can't really blame you

If you can I really wish

I could save you, brother

Be proud of the single mother

That raised you

Days feeling more

Like night shifts

How high the climb to Heaven

Where I might get

And I swear that the

Days feeling more

Like night shifts

How high