Michael Christmas - Kids k** lyrics

[Verse 1: Michael Christmas] I'm twenty young I'm not getting no money (Bro) I make hella excuses (Jokes) Think everything is funny (Ha) I'm lying to my money (Sorry) I tell her I'm not hungry (Its a lie) I'm up late night I'm working (sh**) Otherwise I'm bumming On (?) with my (?) (Tick tick) They cop cigarettes for me (God damn) What type of life is this No one taught me sh** (Never) Sit back and I reminisce How would I smoke out with (?) He told me stories about how he was a kid Meanwhile y mom kept my a** in the crib "Keep your a** in the crib 'cause these n***as are shooting" No bunch of chitter chatter "Cause any day could be the day her son go splitter splatter And she says she remembers when she heard my pitter patter So it probably confused her when a n***a picked up a rapper I pick up while I'm smoking cover up the (?) I'm writing all these stories n***as got to feel this chapter I'm dodging d**h on the daily I've been ducking some disasters So you talking about my Twitter, I'm like what the f** it matters Talking about my Twitter I'm like what the f** it matter huh (What the f** it matter huh) So you talking about my Twitter i'm like what the f** it matter huh (That's it?) Said you talking about my Twitter I'm like what the f** it matter huh What the f** it matter Said you talking bout my Twitter like what the f** it matter huh Just some kids k**ing sh** Making hits, taking risks Just some kids k**ing sh** Making hits, taking risks Take a hit of this oooh Just some kids k**ing sh** Kids k**ing sh** Making hits, taking risks Tick tick