Paroles Normal King-Iso

Normal

Every single day I wake up and I try to take care of my kids bro. You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm out the way, I'm not into the gossip, I'm ain't into none of that
But it be the same ones I help out- the same ones, bro!
Tryna block my blessings. Like that karma will turn and it gon happen to them. You feel me?
I helped them out, this how they do me. They talk about me, they, they wanna take the foods off my plate- look at my babies, bro! You know what I'm sayin'?
And they want me to be normal? They want me to be normal, bro?! Like I won't dump one of 'em! Like they don't know where I been, my nigga! You know what I'm sayin'?

Gunshots whizz by, someone just died
Oh my, little one's outside
No one's surprised
I guess it's normal for me
Woah, oh-oh, ohhhh
Yeah, yeah

Aye, aye
Go to the doctor for something normal and they'll ask me if I'm suicidal
I guess it's protocol in the field Omaha, I don't even want the title
I wanna be truthful but confidentiality isn't real, we been lied to
In my car right in front of the hospital, contemplating, "should I go while it idles?"
I'm on my way out this parking lot (skrrtt skrrtt)
Back to self-medicating with uppers and downers, and I really pray that my heart gon pop
I don't wanna get triggered, might spark a shot
Get the liquor- don't care if it's dark or not
Had to quit for my babies, they're all I got
Circled back but someone took my parking spot
I'm so full of shit
It is what it is
Po (w) -po (w) made, so some came and them bullets hit
Your oppression ain't been on their bulletin
It's an everyday struggle, we're butting when
You got clean but then back on them drugs again
Your assurance? or assistance from dopamine?
You and your partner done fell out of love again
Homie just overdosed, this what we up against?

But I guess it's normal for me
Bro I'm not normal I'm not on the internet bro
Don't tell me what them niggas is talkin' about
I don't give a fuck about none of 'em bro
Something happen to them in real life your little fake ass posts
People ask, can you be normal for me?
Niggas be talkin' about each other and then go - you know what I mean?
No-o, oh-oh, ohhh
Look at these fake ass muhfuckas bro I don't want no - I don't wan't no parts
You feel me?

Mom sick, dad sick, I got two autistic kids
Gunshots whizz by, someone just died
Oh my, little one's outside
I don't give a fuck about they little rap songs, they lil funny ass posts nigga
No one's surprised
It ain't direct, it ain't respected
I guess it's normal for me
Somethin' will really happen to one of 'em bro
I'm over here trynna be normal, don't wanna scare the money away
Woah, oh-oh, ohhhh
Bro on my momma I'll hurt one of 'em bro
Dead homies
Yeah, yeah

Aye
It's normal to stay high, it's normal to stay drunk
And not normal to say hi, just normal to straight mug
Normal to take lives and normal to spray guns
Cause woke is a straight lie so nobody wakes up
Normal to straight diss, not normal to make up
It's normal to hit and quit, not normal to make love
It's normal to see death when you scroll everyday, huh
It's normal to make jokes till you're on the page, huh
Normal for baby mama's and fathers when they beef
Normal for colored people to always be angry
Normal to bang B's or normal to bang C's
Or normal to see the ghetto and know where the gangs beef
And normal for diabetes when knowin' what they eat
Normal to have a parent, you know y'all, which ain't speak
Normal to have a house and a cold that you can't heat
And partners that's up-state that you're hopin' that they free
Yeah, it's normal to have haters where you from
They rather support strangers than you, huh
Normal to being in the ward; how I grew up
Cause it's normal to be not normal, that's the new one
Therapy is not normally spoke of
Kid's outside where they normally sold drugs
I might be a psycho that they know of
And when my symptoms do show up

I guess it's normal for me
Baby momma's playin with the kids you know what I'm sayin bro
Like I'm just... I'm on the edge homie
People ask, can you be normal for me?
I'm not one of these, niggas flexin' on the gram like it's really like that
Imma keep it a hunnid nigga I'm broke nigga
No-o, oh-oh, ohhh
I'm trynna get to it, you feel me?
I might go get back on - I might

Gunshots whizz by, someone just died
Niggas don't give a fuck about my wellbeing bro
Oh my, little one's outside
You know what I'm sayin'?
No one's surprised
But they want me to show up and smile bro, you know what I'm sayin?
I guess it's normal for me
They want me smile, be happy, smile for the camera
Nigga fuck no nigga
Woah, oh-oh, ohhhh
Get used to not seein' me around nigga