Panic Attacks

Houston giving me love, it's like I came from it

I could've been had the fame, it's like I ran from it

If it's too easy to obtain, then I can't trust it

Learned that from my grandmother

All muscle, had to wait for a call from you

Silver spoon, lil' baby, she never saw a struggle

If we doing anything, man, we gon' get money

Watching me get it, my son, he always with me

I pop my shit sowhen I'm gone, you see I'm different

Nightmares, having dreams about millions

Dead men, I know you kept faith in me, I ain't have nothing

If a nigga fucking with you, that's his last supper