Goodbye

Yeah, I'm packing my bags

Moving on to something better

Goodbye ghetto, I promise I'ma love you forever

Remember all the time we spent together

Had we acted just like it so mama was always fed up

You told me fuck college, street knowledge

It make me successful

And that you will be my professor

For every single semester

You talked with all the finesse

And then I thank you for that

Then you sent my brother to prison

I can hang you for that

These tears rolling as holding this poem, hoping you open that

Got a lot of emotions I've been coping with

See my flow is sick

You are the reason there's so much dope in it

But you are also the reason my **** slanging and smoking it

Damn, making an effort to have better endeavors

You probably won't be bitter whenever you get this letter

Wherever I may end up, I'm wishing you were here

I bring you a souvenir

Degree and maybe a deal, who knows?

Yeah, who knows?

All the rough times, tough times, I remember getting through those

Yeah, if my people still here, promise I'ma make it for y'all

So I'm saying (Goodbye)

So I'm saying (Goodbye)

Goodbye to the past, hopefully this ain't the last

I'm searching for inspiration where there ain't none

Trying to be a hero where they ain't one

Can't wait until that day comes

Trying to escape from where y'all **** came from

I got a lot of steaks and that is why the flow is A1

Get it I'm A1 with it

Way unspitted

It's kinda cold

Sipping kinda flow

I'm not your common cold

They say I sound like Common can't you kinda cold

Except I'm twice as hungry, and **** twice as old

No shots though, they pay the way

I got news, I started from the bottom but I'm in it for the top

And a lot more

The game is in my cruise control

No, we just trying to drive slow

We chasing dreams

Got a life of potholes and I got hoes

We got those

You know what's up

And if you get it with the pot smoke, just know it's us

We smoking strong, getting Popeye getting high

'Cause the pressure is close to home

And I don't know who on the throne

But they gon' get overthrown tonight

Yeah, this is a letter to the streets

Yeah, this is a letter to the hood

Yeah, and if you follow what I speak

Yeah, I promise that we gon' be good

Yeah, and everything gon' be alright

Yeah, and you can feel it in my eye

Yeah, and you can see it

Yeah, but hey

Who knows

Yeah, who knows?

All the rough times, tough times, I remember getting through those

Yeah, and for my people still here with me

I promise I will make it for y'all

So I'm saying (Goodbye)

So I'm saying (Goodbye)

Goodbye to the past, hopefully this ain't the last

Who knows?

Who knows?

All the rough times, tough times, I remember getting through those

Yeah, and for my people still here with me

Promise I'ma make it for y'all

So I'm saying (Goodbye)

So I'm saying (Goodbye)

Goodbye to the past, hopefully this ain't the last

Who knows?