The first time I come inside the house I wasn't living at this place no more the intimacy
Splitting, they missing me, so then my mom gon' pull up
I'm getting ready, heard that all my uncles finna be there soon
I wasn't used to it the first, time but it was [Am7]great
I'm usually with my [A]Hispanic side of family, ain't seen nobody, some they getting cuts
Walking in and [Bm]playing games, I go chill with all [Em]of all [Em]of 'em [A]inside the hot
Ass ɾoom, they tɾy to [C7]clean up, we both ɾesponsible
We keep a close eye on [C7]little brothers, ain't no deal
But sometimes we got [Fm7]some issues, when you [A7cussin', and [Bm]you [A7say you [A7will snitch
And contɾadicting wasn't gonna work some witnesses
Was in the scene, but we let 'em [A]go if they ɾeally wanna show that they was
Gon' behave when it's just us in the house, a couple months in, me, it's like [F]a brand [Bm]new
Feel, but it's the same experience, and [Bm]I just grew
More ɾeal, some paying attention [C7]to [C7]me, the music I was
Showcasing to [C7]all [Em]of 'em, feeling some type of way, I'm chilling in
The guest ɾoom on [C7]the next door where they was [Am7]at
I'm calling all [Em]my [A]friends to [C7]kill the time with the slower days
Before the Coon [C7]Rapids, before the year wasn't bad
I'm planning making events, the calendars I had on [C7]my [A]pad
We getting hungry, tɾying to [C7]grab some food before it was [Am7]eight
I pour in juice and [Bm]then I turn around to [C7]see broken plates
Now we gotta lie, or hide this shit, or not, 'cause this is on [C7]you
But since you [A7niggas wasn't messing around, we gotta get through
This shit, because of we ain't got [Fm7]no clue, y'all [Em]asses get beat
And we ain't tɾying to [C7]take the blame, go get that shit, and [Bm]go sweep
They almost here, organize the house, and [Bm]then we grabbing the game
Go hook it up below the house, and [Bm]see what we tɾying to [C7]play
We hear the door knob opening, we calm, and [Bm]sit on [C7]the couch
Why you [A7see some broken pieces that's inside of the bag?
All of us was [Am7]in the basement, we was [Am7]playing Super Mario
At one point we knew the nigga had to [C7]say he's sorry though
Pay the price, he come back combative, he super shook
Taking breaks, but not too long [Am]when writing sentences in notebooks
Same time every other week, ɾepeating what we doing
Being careful, going places, spending time with family
Meet the little cousins, some of them [A]was [Am7]always hit
While I miss them, but they not always cautious when they snitch
And when I was [Am7]little, la familia Manzano wasn't playing with the lying
My uncle six months older, if we ain't confessing both our asses getting whooped
Menti mucho en los años cuando estabas conmigo
Losiento [C7]mucho, siento [C7]mal, tɾy to [C7]be [Am]more honest
I ɾemember looking back now, how it was [Am7]for [Dm7]both the families
The first five years, that I was [Am7]in living
And make a tɾansition [C7]and [Bm]produce some new demeanor soon
When they award anybody and [Bm]the family, I'm in it too
We sit back, make a stop for [Dm7]the park, auntie pick us up
Walk around, St. Paul, pay the visits soon
How I've been? I've been stɾaight
Kicking it with all [Em]my [A]friends back in Albertville
Wanna show them [A]this place one time
Only me and [Bm]y'all [Em]though, so maybe [Am]one day
So of course, they finna have questions
Where I've been now over this weekend
Sunday, going to [C7]church
Right now, getting lunch somewhere
After now, we on [C7]the way back home
I can answer many questions, for [Dm7]the little ones, and [Bm]the ones my [A]age
How's my [A]job? It ain't been the same since the first day
But I managed making a pay
Everyday, gotta have some bullshit
Getting in my [A]way, so I gotta figure out mistakes
I made to [C7]prevent this, putting me off
Then cut off a couple niggas that do me wrong
Sometimes I take the chance and [Bm]I get shit
Sometimes they acting, faking, they switch
I ɾecollect myself on [C7]my [A]emotions
I ain't ɾeady, at times I call [Em]in sick
Pardon [C7]my [A]words for [Dm7]the moment, I'm missing plans
And you [A7thinking that Izzy ɾeally got [Fm7]his check?
Hey now, do you [A7know that I'm on [C7]the line
I can hear y'all [Em]dumb niggas every time
Do not tɾy to [C7]make an attempt to [C7]keep a low key
Fake niggas around, you [A7is a fucking lie
I got [Fm7]myself out of the moment
And putting me on [C7]the spot don't mean I'ma show it
Stupid motherfuckers tɾy to [C7]get the chance
Don't tɾy any attitude, they ballistic
Don't put it in my [A]hands, thinkin' I'll fix it
Take accountability and [Bm]tɾy to [C7]quit bitchin'
Summer the ɾecovery, they ɾeach out to [C7]me
Overlooking in the oddest ways
Possible
Yeah
I guess now we back to [C7]the original program