Open Arms (feat. Frankie B)
Monk HTS
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These youngin's shoot but they don't care who they hitting tho All they trying to do is make a move that's positional Situation critical don't let the hood limit you Or the laws politician's make to hinder you They got us thinking cynical that ain't our first nature Greed and envy comes money on your first caper We all products of the COINTEL PRO Shoe box money no Patelco My pop shot me a bundle when I was thirteen Realized then what I had to do to earn green Just a young mind so impressionable Reacting first and then thinking questionable I learned a lesson or two from being hard headed Never listening it's like my mind was tormented Corrupted Inducted To the under underworld society of hustling And they welcome you with open arms Where they sling all night and praise golden charms So alarmed looking out for the task force I had to hustle feeling like my hands forced I'm living life so rebellious amongst the low lives The losers and the failures They can't tell us nothing we ain't experienced And people say I should smile I'm too serious Fell into a dark place dealing with my court case Thoughts racing through my mind like a car chase Kid's tried to get me they shot my momma house Thirty thousand upstairs and they ain't take a dollar out Didn't know I still ain't found it out And if I do it's probably too late to dot him out I'm not about all that tough guy bravado We don't brag about the dirt we've done that's just the motto I'll probably never see a platinum plaque More likely to be a product of my habitat Fall victim to the streets trying to grab a stack Or catch a L up in hell with the savs and rats Matter fact lick a shot for the kid that never made it out He seen his chances and he weighed 'em out He played the block till he made an ounce He played the game and it played him out You can't save him now The safer route never was an alternative Cuz when you bred in this shit that's how you learn to live And it numbs you to the point where you can't feel I spent years in this shit I'm in the game still And I'm just lucky suckas never had the aim to kill For the sake of the fam and tryna pay the bills The wolves smell the scent when your gun go warm And they ready with open arms
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