KOTA The Friend Sand Castles Lyrics

My mama called: “Boy come inside”

Food on my plate, love in my eyes

I seen bad days, now I don’t mind

It’s gon’ be good, we’ll be alright

Momma we could be rich like fourth floor

Brownstone town home

Debt free stress free

A nigga got a wish right

Boat ride, cold slime, never mind the broke times

Imma fly first class, you tell me that coach fine

That’s where I get it from, I don’t need a lot

Collard greens, corn bread, I don’t need a lot

And I eat a lot less when I ain’t home

BB hey I’m hungry should be coming when the cape strong

And if Nanny was alive she would have a fit

‘Cause I ain’t eat dinner in a week, nothing in the fridge

And I been working every day, something gotta give

Niggas ain’t giving me that raise, but I gotta live

Racist motherfuckers giving jobs to they fucking friends

Now that think about it it’s starting to make a lot of sense

If I don’t hit the bottle for an hour I be feeling tense

Not an alcoholic I just mean that I remember when

My mama called: “Boy come inside”

Food on my plate, love in my eyes

I seen bad days, now I don’t mind

It’s gon’ be good, we’ll be alright

I wanna be Batman, somebody that everybody count on

Ride through the city in a cape catching bad guys

Taking out my foes and I kick it with my allies

Meditating till I congregate with my past lives

Kids looking saying “Daddy I wanna be that guy”

But once they know that you human you be chastised

Heroism over rated

All my heroes let me down all the time so I just recede into my mind like

Can I really be everything I want?

And where the good folks?

And is there really love?

And if there is a God do he really fuck with us?

I been drowning in this devil’s spring sitting in my cup like

What it really mean?

And why I’m on this earth?

And if it’s ’bout the greent

Then how much am I worth?

I been grinding every day

But how much can I work?

I be having all these thoughts till I’m seeping in the dirt

I remember when

My mama called: “Boy come inside”

Food on my plate, love in my eyes

I seen bad days, now I don’t mind

It’s gon’ be good, we’ll be alright

Yo I don’t even know my momma birthday

My brother brand new and all my cousin’s down south

Up in college with apartments I just feel I’m missing out

I see ’em on the gram and I’m just tryna figure out

How I got so disconnected who divided up the house

Spent a lot of time regretting like fuck it I’m reaching out

When I call em it be awkward conversation that we forcing

‘Cause you like a different person when you open ya mouth

And that’s no fault of your own you just grown, that’s the goal

I’m just clinging to the past like brillo be to the pad

You ain’t a li’l kid, you a person with a path

We not filling up the water, gun shooting up the ave

My cousin on the pill, I’m like “wasn’t you just nine?”

Got a nigga feeling old tryna catch up with the time

But ya’ll be in my thoughts when I’m steady trying to climb

Up the ladder to my destiny I present in these lines

My mama called: “Boy come inside”

Food on my plate, love in my eyes

I seen bad days, now I don’t mind

It’s gon’ be good, we’ll be alright