Living in my Mommas house

livin in my mommas house current job can't buy me out feel like 69 I need clout future uncertain I'm in doubt got no respect, get no respect if ain't got money than i don't mean got gifts and talents I'm too well equipped but I ain't a sell out so they don't see used to smoke weed I loved to get lit facing a relapse, I might take a sip they waiting to call me a fiend and a drunk hearing my skillz theys can't you hear what I want I live for the music and God's number one He gave me the chance I took my shotgun I'm letting Him drive me in the right direction. if its the end guess who I trust in not in no body, no booty bugatti, and not in money, to you it seems funny I made regardless of all this i know cause I ain't got nothin even to this day left a dream I've envisioned my whole life can't give it away. to make it I pray the stress got me so under pressure, I'm lifting the weight till I become great I got a purpose I know it already know where I'm going screw what they say what I'm doing is ballin to keep the ball rollin I got a purpose I know it already know where I'm going screw what they say what I'm doing is movin till I start a movement livin in my mommas house got no children got no spouse zero in my bank account too in debt to bail me out come on heart don't fail me now where these legs gone take now hope these arms can break me out work hard play hard break me off gimme the bread, gimme the cake, gimme the cheese gimme buffet I want it all gimme bigger plate save for dessert ain't no way all this dough ain't going to waste I did it for love and not for the taste call my moms we'll celebrate I told her this day was comin someday didn't believe but at least let me stay something that's beyond me but I plan to repay.