Pam Son Lyrics

He a cold cat, gotta way with his words he can merge in whenever, speaking out because he clever

See his momma raised a stepper, he be all about the cheddar

He be all about improving, cause that's really all that matter

On Saturdays he with the guys, during the week he with his girl

Roll up in a sweet ride, just be careful

With your girl

Might catch him by surprise, you don't see him cause he low

Been through hell and back, his energy potent yeah she notice

Cuz call him time to time, tell him that he goated

Go put a presi on your wrist, nigga fuck voting

Palms itching, he been having motion he let his bitch count his tokens, that's a good position

She in the kitchen with her bra and panties on that's right

Got them old hoes blowing up his phone get a life

He been fucking up before, but he gon' try to get it right

Praying underneath the moon, hope he make it through the night

Ten bands, what's the goal, but now he think it's light

His fans fucking with the latest drop, living right

At the dealership getting quotes on a new ride

Traumatized from the past, look at how his cousin died

Off and on with psychedelics, tryna see what's in his mind

Outer body feeling free, but he still stuck inside

It's pathetic with this world coming to, oh my

Getting peace off the ocean, he been on the sunny side

I always imagined being here

Give the glory all to God, yeah

Stood tall through all the obstacles

Persevered through all my circumstances

Mama say it's all trial and error, know you got it son, yea

Vocalizing everything I tucked up in my heart

They always told me I can make it, but where do I start

Focus up on mental health so I can think sharp

That rapping shit ain't far fetched, go and hit your mark

Creation, that's the brand, it's tatted on my arm

I'm artistic, self-expression, all I wanna learn

This journey come with discipline, them bridges gotta burn

If you don't work, then you don't eat, what you tryna earn

It's fear that's been causing blockage, I been tryna stop it

My voice been coasting on the beat and I ain't never stopping

And once them M's in my bank, I'm taking mama shopping

The streets ain't how they used to be, they ain't your friends, watch em

Looking like we shooting movies, this some real music

I stopped hanging around them niggas, they be looking stupid

Niggas acting stupid, niggas really useless

I got some shit I gotta do, that's the way I'm moving