Patterns? - Grip

You took your first steps today

And I was nowhere to be found

Busy keeping my head above water

Until my feet could find the ground

Red flag on my resume

Cause it’s the second time around

Too young to know I let you down

Too young to know I let you down

And some days are so much easier than others

So much more about me I needed to discover

But never had the chance (I'm sorry)

This is me saying sorry in advance

I’m just a kid raising some kids

With dreams of making it big

Tryna make a name in this biz

I became a slave in this bitch

Was hoping I could maybe get rich 'cause all I got

Is these words that I jot, I never had a jump shot, I’m not

A scholar, but l learned that the world is turned by a dollar

Whether I wear a mask or shirt with a collar I gotta

Provide but that ain’t even the only thing that’ll quali-

-fy me as being a father, my pops ain’t even bother

Left me toggling with toys as a toddler momma, 24 with two kids

What her and Ruth did, was put a roof over our heads

Cause niggas is ruthless

View a newborn as a nuisance

Or a noose that he would lose when

He cut ties with all of his loose ends

And I do spend, a flew blue moon

Wondering where you been

And assessing, and assuming

No aggression, you just human

And a blessing was sent in your direction but you eluded

And neglected, and refuted, that’s your lesson, I’m the student

And l used it, to father myself

Now I’m in my second parenthood

Shit, I’m a father myself

Was never a product of wealth or prodigal

I’m a prodigy, came from poverty

Now I’m popping and purchasing property

Reversing curses and pocketing profits

Fulfilling my prophecies

And my kids, they gon' reap the rewards

Far cry from sleeping on floors

Hard times we’d weep and we’d mourn

That’s in the archives we seeking reform

I was there on the first day of school

I’ll be there at the graduation

Like congratulations and I’m glad you made it

I’ma let 'em know they made their dad elated

I’ma pad the savings, they could blow a milli

If they had the craving

No more being poor and feeling agitated

No one gave it to me shit, I had to take it

I’m that same bastard used to rap in basements

Then I activated, now I get racks to say shit

I’m acclimated, got 'em captivated

Any acts of hatred they just cappin' ain’t it

Had to patent my own patterns

I’m just glad that I didn’t take after David

Yeah, I said your name, and you lame

If this end up in court in a affidavit, that’s all I got

And some days are so much easier than others

So much more about me I needed to discover

But never had the chance

This is me saying sorry in advance