Product Of You're Own Environment (feat. Dolo James)

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You forgot how close hate is to love
You don't know what you're saying, Catherine
You never loved me. You knew that I loved you, and you used that
Catherine, stop talking like a child We're playing for countries now

Yes, we are, aren't we
This is a gun in my hand, Rudolph
I'd advise you to be careful what you say
Well, rather melodramatic, aren't you
Tell me, why will the seventh knock on the gun

Mama raised me in the ghetto, nigga, roll that dice
How you talking like you're about it?Nigga lose your life
I'm in the trenches and it's dark, man, it's cold at night

Mama told me, have your brother back when it's time to fight
R.I.P. my baby, za3 that was a bad day
Brodie said I gotta chill, I gotta be the brain
I done caught a couple niggas up and down lane

Up on C.A with a P.J for the rainy days
We was rapping in the bathroom, we was cooking up
Just to listen when we up and smoke a lot of blunts
I'ma make it this your vision, see the bigger picture

Diss on za3 or johnny, slidin' till we see the day
You better stay on top of your shit, or you just gon' be a product
A product of your own environment, now we just coupe
You gotta walk up from the stands, and just light up the room

Gotta stop talking what you do, nigga, just make the move
Better put your trust in god and always, always have hope
Cause one day, we gon' really fall, if we don't build a dome
I done made it to this world, something I call a home
You gotta change your way of life, nigga, get off that phone

Looking out the window, huh, gotta get off your phone
In the studio, you know I'm in my zone
Matter of fact, all these bars, yeah, they off the dome, huh

And my bitch call my phone, leave me alone, huh
I'm in my brain, yeah, I'm thinking in my head, huh
Think my bro, huh, yeah, he dead, huh
Laying in the bed, huh, praying to god, like, listen

Then we beat all the odds, and the grind won't stop
Yeah I make it to the top huh, getting the cheese, yeah
We getting to the guap, rest in peace,  cwalt, huh
Yeah, that's my bro, that's my brother

Yeah, we getting all the hoes
Matter of fact when we was in the car
We was counting up the pros, huh
Yeah, throw your hands yeah, we was throwing all the bows
And ring, ring, yeah, she go call my phone, huh

And this girl, yeah, she want to have my baby
But I'ma calling her on a daily, but I ain't trying to have no love
Little bitch trying to kiss, yeah, I don't really want no hugs
Huh I'm trying to lock in, I'm trying to go, huh

You already know, it's on the floor, yeah
It's on the floor, swear to god, it's on the roof
First day, we was jumping off the roof, huh

He want some beef, yeah, knock him in his tooth
I mean knock his teeth, yeah, knock his shit loose, huh
Man, this shit so personal, man, this shit's not a game
I got hit up in my leg, man, it's driving me insane, huh

I been talking about my secrets, pray to god they hear me
Pay attention to the signs, it's in front and it's plenty
You got to watch the signs they give you, it's a make believe
Making both sides fight for a vision, ain't no happy ending
They trying to make you 9 to 5, i swear look at the sky

You think that I'm playing, nigga, just give it time
A couple years from now, everything gon' be sky high
You better do some while you can, nigga, stay ten toes
Pay attention to the world, see how bad it's going

They trying to take control of you, cause you just being you
Now think about it, in the long run, ain't no long run
You just gave your life away, nigga, you ain't even happy
You switched on your brothers for some money

Now you a puppet, but my brother's we some slayers up on the road
We got to up it, they got us under a program
The strong, make it out, now you tripping on the streets
Living at your granny house, cause your mama always tripping

Don't see the better route
Day and night, thinking about these thoughts, that's all I think about
Congratulations, you a slave, you just finding out
But you made it to the point where it's too late now

F*ck these niggas talking about, sosa my baby
How you been feeling?
Man dolo, i swear to god theses niggas pussies
Stop playing, man
Toll up in this bitch, I'ma toll up
Man, put that pride to the side, man, doló james nigga

Are you in the mafia?
R.I.P. my baby, za3 that was a bad day
Brodie said I gotta chill, I gotta be the brain
I done caught a couple niggas up and down lane

Up on C.A with a P.J for the rainy days
We was rapping in the bathroom, we was cooking up
Just to listen when we up and smoke a lot of blunts

They got us under a program, the strong, make it out
Now you tripping on the streets
Living at your granny house, cause your mama always tripping

Don't see the better route, day and night
Thinking about theses thoughts, that's all I think about
Congratulations, you a slave, you just finding out
But you made it to this point, where's its to late now

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