right here next to you, baby Songtext
von MIKE

Ayy, ayy, hey, hey
Hey


Grind so my folks stay eating
Shine ′cause I know they need it
You was at the door, stay creeping
Get to the gold, break even
Pop, pops told me show no weakness
Mom made it [?], show no leaches
Shh, when the grownups speaking
Most, most of them own up neither
Talk on the phone though, please
Lowkey [?], they know my G
OG crumbs, so I'm smoking tree
Folks tryna smoke with dreams
If you trust me, roll with me
Had to leave once, it′s the coldest leave
Sun swing, know the P
She love me, now she sweet
Keep up, why we running them streets
Speak blunt, tee up, might never mix green
See bud, they be bumming that fee
Freeze up, we up, leave one in that sheet
Blunt take a charge of that fee
Take some, ain't denying that heat
Huh, huh, eight months I was under that heat
Trade stocks, spent summers on feet
Pray for my mother, at peace
Peace, peace, peace, peace