The Projects Pt. II (Bonus Track)

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Jay Mehki

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I learned when I was younger like
You can't put your expectations of me on me, I'm me, You feel me and that's
You not gon ever make me feel bad for it
You know we all are individuals
So for you to think my balance or my ratio
Oh i'm too this or too that, and i ain't got enough of this and enough of that
It's all love just keep it to yourself, bro

Lately I've been having visions of the other side
Ain't been the same since my auntie died, grandma say she good but i know she lying
Then when Nana died, ain't see my father cry
Parker Pride
Finally got some closure for 11 years of trauma, He apologized
I pray that he do the same for my sister
So she don't try to fill that void up with numerous niggas
I treat my niece just like my daughter, I hug her and kiss her
These demons making Henny water, I pray for my liver
Young and black and holding choppers, could of been a doctor
We all tryna get a dollar
Understand, Your Honor
I told her ass to fix your posture when eating lobster
I changed her life, she came a long way from rasta pasta
I follow footprints to success cause I was made to prosper
My little project prima donna made my roster proper
They told me life is full of test but they don't give you proctors
I learned the game and flip the script, that's how I got the Oscar
This music shit got Ty moving like we Dame and Biggs
I'm just aggressive by nature, that's how a nigga live
Shit is sick, raised in the flossy where niggas split your wig
F*ck a friend, my brothers won't cross me word to my nigga Liggs
Con been calling me the goat since I was 17
And that was when Preparation had just a couple streams
Friends With Benefits popped, realized it wasn't just a dream
Told them they can't get on my level, this shit is too extreme
My dream team too supreme, who tryna war with us
Pretty bitches with cold shoulders finally warming up
Kicked her off the bus, she wasn't moving like we thought she was
Been a vision since I found out what a Moor was
And if I tell you bout my life you'll see a motion picture
Never had regrets but did some things I don't wanna remember
Like freshman year when I was pressed over that DJ nigga
I used to watch you out the window when you was leaving with him
I ain't make this for entertainment, just addressing issues
Need some D'Ussé and tissue for me to speak my mental
Too monumental, need pen and pencil since I was little
Dreaming bout the tours, Bitches in intercontinental
Tinted windows, she suck me gentle, I almost crashed over the rental
Since I was the boy, learned fundamentals off instrumentals
Keep your grass low, beware of them sneaks that's tryna get you
Bro told me survive, Ain't have no time to be sentimental

Born and raised inside the jungle, every day I'm losing hope
Sorry mama, I can't talk so I just use this weed to cope
F*ck the judge and f*ck your honor, i'm just tryna stay afloat
Make some changes in my hood, these crackers told me I should vote
How i'm supposed to live right when all my life they told me you wrong
Casket or the court, the only time you put a suit on
Babies having babies, grandma house look like a group home
Laying his blood, cuzz flag look like it's two-tone
Man this shit crazy
Stressing on the daily
400 years a slave, man how the f*ck they gon repay me
Buy my mom a crib just to tell her that I made it
But she want me home, she too scared to lose her baby
If they got that tool, they gon boom
They don't hesitate
Summer afternoon, they gon send that boy to Heaven's Gate
Made it out the mud, that's that shit that make us celebrate
PTSD is that shit that make us medicate
Weed gon ease the pain, that's that shit that make elevate
Grinding from the bottom since I started, I ain't levitate
Took some L's but never lost, I might fold but I will never break
Made it out the mud, the rookie talking like a heavyweight
I'm asking God to move me, feel like life a movie
I can't trust nobody, all they wanna do is use me
Pulled up on my grandma just to check on how she doing
She told me that she love me and more and more I look like Flunce
Khrissy told me wear a strap and don't be fucking all these groupies
Shortie said I love you oh no no you think I'm stupid
All my brothers stick together we all moving like a unit
Praying for my liver because this henny got me woozy
Drink it till it's done so I cannot feel the problem
Too much on my mind and I ain't got no time to solve it
With the way I'm living they gon take me to the doctor
Before I go crazy let me talk up to the father

Oh father god, I've sin, sin, sin, sin
Said It would go away if I repent, 'pent, 'pent, 'pent
Pray for all my fam cause I don't no new friends
Cause i know they gon ride till end, end, end, end
Catch a opp and hit his block, we gon spin, spin, spin, spin
Feeling like I'm Khaled, wanna win, win, win, win
If you find some balance and you fall, get up again
Know the game is gon test you, just stay ten, ten, ten, ten
Just stay ten, ten, ten, ten

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