Lyrics:
we still pray
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops
Black male
can't stand it
They can't understand it
Songwriter y'all know it, more than a poet
Living life not lies
So the people can know it
At the age I am now If I
the Sunset
[Verse]
I've got a tank full of dreams and an open road ahead
Windows down, hair wild, and nowhere else to be
We're leaving it all behind,
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
I broke down a few more barricades
Got me a few more accolades
Used to look forward to the weekend
Now every day's like Saturday
Surrounded by
exists in life I can miss
It would be a lie to say that "I can't this"
For the Record
Not Once...
On the flare up like lupus
Compare us to Judas
I'm
the sufferings
This physical feeling
It can't be anxiety
It can't
Or can it?
Can it in fact be the mind controlling the body?
Yeah, of course
I'm so in
this life's about
This life's about connection, so
If y'all got love to share, I got love to to take in
Ayo nothing's gonna change unless you make it
with all of you
Yeah, yeah homie you say she's your girlfriend
But when I step up to her I'm gonna be like, "cousin"
Believe me man, this is how them
the night
I can't help it, she got my brain in a headlock
Niggas started riffing why you tricking yo this shit must stop
Moms like you need to see the AA
you do with a trend when it's worn off
Y'all only worried about what people be like
And a nigga change himself all because of what she like
People
and The Outlawz
Right now got The Luniz in this Bitch
We got to put a lock on niggas jaws
So we gonna do it like this, check it out
Like lamp shades now they rant
.
It’s a prison for the poor. So it’s a prison for this man.
So what I gotta do? (grind it)
When I’m partying (grind it)
Or M. I. A. (grind it)
Living by
This what they call freedom
Got my eyes to the sky
Know that one day I’ma be some, be some
‘Cause I I I I I do what I wanna
What I wanna
Man I’m living
see?
The cops just killed another black man that look just like me
And nah, this ain't the first time, and it won't be the last
Unless you stand up
Follow me, everybody spread around, I want you all to hear this
Join me, sit down, sit down
I wanna tell you guys something, I got story listen
I
Yo, I told you...I can't watch this
Change the channel now, man...I can't watch this
Yo, pass the TV Guide over here, sucker...I can't watch this
a new sherriff in town
And it ain't Reggie Hammond 2Pac:
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block
It never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's
Fresh out on bail, niggas still can't see me
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan
And a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, cocoa
Got a trap house I be boomin' in, fiends in and out
Cut the J anyway it come nigga, section 8
See we straight, how much money I make
This block [?]
it's solo time, nigga
Solo
After all that we've been through
Breaking up is hard to do
I hate to leave you behind
But I can't go on living this
back
Now that I think about it, I got nothing but scoffs
Nothing but doubters, they said rapping, wouldn't get me this far
Look at what happened? Went
man I got everything that I can
My eyes be the learned and my hands be the world
But what about the poor dude who see all of this
I know I don't got
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