No Blemishes

[Verse 1]

I still can hear my gaga tellin' me that I need to be home before dinner time

Or the principal callin' my name over the intercom

Weighin' up on my Digimon, I got them yings poppin'

Still can hear my screen swingin' open when my fiend knockin'

Can hear them shots goin' off, whizzin' past my head

Or the sound of the impact when I crashed my sled

Can hear my pops tellin' me he ain't got bail fare

He ain't gon' pay to bury me or push a nigga wheelchair

'Member my sister Ari callin' me a crybaby

No matter what happen to me, I know shе got Jamie

Can hear my cousin Smiley scrеamin', "6 Mile YBS"

Can hear my uncle Keeper tellin' me, "You got it, neph'"

Always runnin' from the police, I had to park the Monte

Can hear them sirens in my ear from like two cars behind me

Can hear that glass shatter right before it hit his temple

Still can hear that old lady screamin' out her kitchen window

[Chorus]

Got the most vividest, vaguest of images

On my resume, it ain't no stains or no blemishes

You can't put no smut on my name when you mention it

The gang I'm in you just can't claim without no membership

Been in this shit since I was eight, long live my nigga Brett

All this shit did was brought me pain and stole my innocence

Can't put too much cut on the X, that shit be hit-or-miss

Last grade I completed was the eighth, ain't been suspended since

[Verse 2]

All the crime, never did a stint

Should've went with my first mind, we end up gettin' flicked

Mergin' between them blurred lines with a brick of fent

Remind me of the first time a nigga went to Flint

I still can see them state troops and them speed traps

Stash full of blues, pourin' the juice thick as beeswax

I still remember last thing my nigga Slick told me

Same nigga I feed'll be the same nigga that snitch on me

I can't recall how all this Creature shit had came about

Like, yeah, I broke the law, but that ain't shit to be ashamed about

Miss hearin' Ms. Karen tell me it's never too much

Still feel my skin crawlin' watchin' my granny shoot up

My first Cartis came from off the Boston baked beans

I miss the look on shorty face off the eighteen

Still got one foot in, one foot out, it's like a jab step

Sick I had to watch my nigga Joey take his last breath

[Chorus]

Got the most vividest, vaguest of images

On my resume, it ain't no stains or no blemishes

You can't put no smut on my name when you mention it

The gang I'm in you just can't claim without no membership

Been in this shit since I was eight, long live my nigga Brett

All this shit did was brought me pain and stole my innocence

Can't put too much cut on the X, that shit be hit-or-miss

Last grade I completed was the eighth, ain't been suspended since

[Outro]

Let's get it

Goin' to school with too much money got my son suspended

Goin' to school with too much money