The Rest Of My Life
The Kac-Ties Lyrics

Nine:twenty-six pm came up out my momma belly
Wonder when the time she had her baby, was she really ready
I ain't gone do to much up on this beat, so imma keep it steady
Story of my life shit kinda hard, but I was born ready
First day of the year, two thousand and nine I lost my dad
Shed a tear every time I think about it he was all I ever had
I can see all of our memories, that's stuck up in the past
Knowing I was his lil mini me, popping shit like my dad yeah
Fast forward came up out the womb, that was my baby brother
If he call me clear the room forever each other If you call me clear the room forever got you brother
This shit run deep, mhm I swear I love my brother
See I was from the country, moved to the city now we up in the hood
And I can't even lie look at it now, man we wasn't living good
Ma dukes working hard, wasn't living large but we got out the hood
Faith inside momma she had a plan and it was understood
Today they call that shit the nawf, back then I knew it as the ville
Wake up every night some shit ain't right somebody caught a kill
Shootouts on the backstreet, them young niggas stayed on a drill
Ten years old held my first gun and it was all real
Fast forward we in middle school, my first time fell in love
Pretty girl couldn't her the world, felt like I wasn't enough
You can say I was addicted to her, my first dose of drugs
Broken heart and she left me alone all for a fucking thug
Man these bitches sheisty, get in the bed they feisty
Gave it to her real good, she don't know why she like me
Oh you like that beat from the backend, pull yo hair huh
You can't fight back, talk all that shit like what you said now
Now this shit getting real remember, them days we had in high school
I was skipping class, whole lotta playing and that shit wasn't cool
Long Live Stucky he the reason I got the name smoove
Forever in my heart, and this on Lord I got a place for you
Young nigga done graduated, okay he out of there
When I get in the booth I speak the truth, okay let's get in there
My passion it ain't rapping, flaming shit I do that real spill
If you know you know, under my belt I got a real skill
Now its time to go away, I don't wanna go away
I'm dedicated to get the money, you see it in my face
Do anything inside my power to see my mama smile
I'm gone be alright away from you, you know I'll make you proud
You did yo thing all by yourself you made a man, can't get knocked up off my pivot cause You know I got a plan
I'm just stack these rubber bands, hoping the Lord give me a chance
I can't play around with these niggas, let this switch off make em dance mama