777

I remember back in school, I was tryna sell a sack

Flip a pack, get a bag, sell that bag Get another bag, making momma mad

Making grandma cry, tryna be a man Tryna be my dad, but I never found him

That is sad, I am glad, can't be mad Came out fine, look at me

Actually, you're sad as fuck, bro, stop acting Always sad, fuck the dad, never really understand

Was I even fuckin' planned

Fuck your plans, I'm the one who makes the plans

Now, I'm too fuckin' broke, ain't no fuckin' joke

Always gotta work, like I got no work Always insecure, never feel secure

Give me hug that filled with drugs, Tommy keep it tucked