I said I'm sorry mama Your boy became a man, And took his life into his own hands now This music ain't no romance, It's more of tragedy, actually Passing on peace, to perform internationally, I dream I reach and I grasp it These niggas living life in the past tense I'm tryna make more from a passion I'm tryna make a dollar flip to more than what cash gets That's happiness for mama and papa I fiend for more than Grammy Ain't no act cause I need more than Oscar Working 3 jobs to make sure that I prosper Hey papa Imma get it for ya Everything you ever need I put that shit up on the lines And then I sew em with my seeds And then recoup em off my streams Those be these tears that's from my eyes From seeing us who came from nothing Living closer to the sky Who am I? A man with purpose Tryna prove that he worth On a earth that ain't worth shit, damn But I'm working I swear I'm working I see butterflies (butterflies) I see rain clouds in the sky (Sky) And I see heaven (Heaven) I sing lullabies (Lullabies) And I feel everything inside (Side) Sorry ma I know I could be doing better Then whatever I'm showing, but I try and you know it So maybe quit the naggin', cause I've been chasing passions And you know, shit don't move out here until you make it happen And I don't do much with much enthusiasm So I keep a straight face, not a smile when I'm trappin' Plus I'm in traffic, tryna get to you, but you been acting mad aggy Like shit maybe we both wrong Why can't we just meet in the middle, the way I'm raised if it don't make change its fickle So what we stressing bout Matters of the heart, matters of the pocket At first I found peace then I lost it, First I found solace in the fact, that I seen them niggas lose and I won't go out like that Nigga yeah not that way, make a new pathway Make em piss his pants if he ain't got it when I'm asking I see butterflies (butterflies) I see rain clouds in the sky (Sky) And I see heaven (Heaven) I sing lullabies (Lullabies) And I feel everything inside (Side)