Mancala (feat. Vince Staples)

Uh, I recollect all the pain I had to author, fresh
Wading out in the waves, foot on a colonizer neck like a collar, curtailed
I'm tryna follow the trail
Cut off the coattails they hangin' on to, I plo—
I plot on how to prevail and drop gems like Mancala
When I'm put on the spot I don't bail

My mama always be there
Taught me to dig
Found the flaws of my father
Went and lost him appeal
I know it's long and uphill
I started joggin' on 'em
No Santiago, I was already wind

And water
Different novel
Thicker lines of defense
The follow-through was all in the wrist
We took it farther
I caught him stallin' again
I'm feelin' froggy, we might

Just have to hop him in and hop in the whip
Prolly
I figured I'd be remiss to go at least without a blick 'round me
Speak to Vince 'bout it

How many lives you take?
How much time you facin'?
How many times you draw your gun, sometimes my mind draw blanks
How many nights you pray?

Still tryna find my faith
Hostile gospel, then pen'll cost you
You try to talk through
Interrogation, no registration
The license sliding

Feel the vibration, got somethin'
To shake the pavement
Got a SKS for 500 dollars
I love my partner, buddy Chris Bosh
'Cause can't shoot when it hits hard can when the shit's dark

Who gon' take it far enough to hit the fan?
I done stacked so many rounds feel like the Michelin man
Tired but I stuck around, they stabbed us in the hands
So what's my back to them? I had to stradle fence

Smackin' shit, got my mama readin', askin' shit
Fightin' on my life, can't pray at night because the calluses
Skippin' school to shoot it through his cap, he still a graduate
Slidin' like an abacus, promise, it's some math to this

He's been good (Mmm, been a father for me)
He's been good (Been good)
He's been good to me

Honestly, my nigga
Don't even trip on, like, whether you gon' do a good job or a bad job
Or other– all that other shit, man
You just gotta– you just gotta be there, man
You just gotta pull up (Yeah)
You just gotta–
Just be present, bro, like fuck life
Oh man, am I– am I gonna fuck up for the rest– so what?
You just gotta be there, man
You gon' fuck up if you not
(Yup, so let me get, uh– chicken sandwich)
A'ight
Uh, can I get a, um– chicken sandwich?
And a, uh, a carne asada burrito?