June 1st

My parents told me I was special
Told 'em I'm gonna be successful
All of these nights that I've been workin'
Gon' pay off, just look at my journey
Just four years ago I was servin', servin'
Now it's Easter Sunday, at the service, service
And I'm just grateful for all of my journey
From the plane to the couch
From the couch to the floor
From the floor to the apartments
Still never forget the nights that I slept on a park bench
They ain't leave me
They feel likе nightmares, the way that haunt me
Signing bad contracts, I almost had lost it
Quiet my conscience, I hate I ignored him, oh-oh, oh
I got out that shit May 31st
Call up my Amaal, spent my last on her
Everything changed for me on June 1st
All Mine just dropped and I'm on the first
My parents told me I was special
Told 'em I'm gonna be successful
All of these nights that I've been workin'
Gon' pay off, just look at my journey
Just four years ago I was servin', servin'
Now it's Easter Sunday, at the service, service
And I'm just grateful for all of my journey