Young Simba

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Boutta get a lil super lyrical on em
Yea…I don’t think they ready
It’s just the warm up aye
Was a bummy lil nigga
But that was back then
No my pockets getting bigger
I can’t call you my friend
Finger itching on the trigger
How I hold the FN
Cuz I’m busting at a sucka
If he run up again
Ain’t no disrespect
I don’t mean to offend
But your bars sub par
Lemme take it to ten
Tiger woods in ya hood
See me gettin to green
And I gotta pull the iron
If you try and intervene
Yea the money feel good
I just do it for my team
And I do it for my moms
Ain’t nothing come between
I would do it for pops
But he ain’t do it for me
4 years old wrote a letter
And he neva wrote back
Heart cold onto better
But I can’t forget that
Only goal get the cheddar
And I never looked back
Left a hole in my soul
Was it I something I lack?
Honor roll reaching goals
Was my dad just wack?
Never had the answers
I ain’t into second chances
No child support
But he had Gucci glasses
Is those prescription?
If not have you seen your son?
No fiction he really out
Gettin it done
You are his affliction
That’s why he’s flicking the blunts
So he could ease the pain
And get out his brain
That’s your young Simba
Came up like Jermaine
Cause his mom single
And he got a real good brain
And he lookin at you
In the mirror like Dwayne
Carter
His mother say he act just like his father
It’s a tough reminder
But it made it the youngin' go harder
No Wakanda
Any challenger he would slaughter
Like a diamond in the dirt
Better look but you missing
The boy stay on mission
His dad got nothing to pitch in
No birthday call
Might as well have sent pigeon
Say he going to a game
Oh bet but then he didn’t
All these broken promises
That he cannot put together
Way to plant a seed
But he missing all his treasure
The boy need his father
Like a plane need propellers
Now he lookin at the world around him
And he getting jealous
So he hanging out late
With the goodfellas
They wasn’t good fellas
But they good lettuce
The homies actin wild
Screamin'
There’s nothing you tell us
A little overzealous
Had a run in with the law
Hitting Simba with possession
Now he gotta go to court
That’s a thousand dollars for the Reggie that he bought
Strike on his record
Tough lesson to be taught
But it coulda been easier
This is just a thought
Simba coulda been
With his father
From the start
Mufasa coulda played a real major major part
In his sons life
Coulda softened up his heart
But now it’s too late
Ain’t no second take
The pain is too great
The son harvested hate
You could only Hope he don’t adopt the trait
From his father
To simply not communicate
Or apologize
Or be tellin lies
To his wife and his kids
He need good traits
The unwavering faith
And the need to be great
He gotta break the cycle
He gotta be the man
That he always needed
Gotta have a plan
And see the thing completed
He gotta show his love
Until his heart depleted
So that his gonna feel it
And then go on to repeat it
The problem can’t go untreated
Toxicity get deleted
Ain’t shit niggas just beat it
Before I gotta get heated

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