Lyrics:
many bad intentions
I try so hard to fight
But then BOOM
My heart explodes just like a stick of dynamite
Every time I see you
There's a pounding in my
Now’s not the time to swim
Today is a place I can rest from the wind, yeah
Diving; I wouldn’t recommend
The Boat goes on by and my mind is condemned
tripping like way too hard
On the fact that I'm real life
All these boys telling stories girl
And it's cool for a minute, 'till you realize
I really loved
jus to get a fucking pack of skittles
We exposed to it, now way around it if you grow around it
All in the mans plan, to cripple every Black man
I'll never be broke and I stand by that quote
Growing up, there's no other way to go, go
Growing up, there's no other way to go, go
Remember I was down
order to do that I gotta reverse the clock
It's called saving time
Back to when you mentioned your glock
In every single rhyme
I climbed, you mimed, I
on a serious mission
My lifestyle's all about being a Christian
That I gotta represent, cause I'm a child of God
Keep me character tight when times are hard
Were you ever mine, oh never mind
I see the way you wrecking lives while saying that you never lie
When you promise heaven, I guess it's hard
no guarantee
It's just a pit stop until eternity
One foot in front of the other
No matter how hard the climb
Every step of the way
Our head is always
the way that it kick
Got it by 20s, don't ask for knicks, Brodie keep that pistol on me like John Wick
Swerving the lane cause she riding the stick
Beat
Wanna live rich, but death is taking every penny
We all want outta the hood, it take time
That's why I pray to my Lord before write rhymes
We are
myself, I'm guilty now it’s time to go
I'm sentenced hard labor just until I can achieve my goals
So now I’ll listen to the melodies prescribed by Monday
somebody startin' rumors, shoot to kill
Will you look at all these rumors surroundin' me every day
I just need some time, some time to get away from
them to slide
That's on our mind getting high all the time
(We tryna fuck)
We hustle hard, hope the fiends buy all the dimes
So we can scoop up and hit
Like every time we slide
I was in jail sellin' Seroquel
To niggas in my pod
I paid lil' bro to hide in niggas' bushes
That's his job
Niggas always gotta
morals and principles mainly
Having heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a fucker betrayed me
But now I'm winning with the strength of the nation
mainly
Having heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a fucker betrayed me
But now I'm winning with the strength of the nation
I promise that they
the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
It's like
a thing or two that they don't want us to know
They leave us in a lost reality it's time to act, Now
This is the way of the warrior desperately leading
gotta do it now
or find a better way, so how that sound (both lines repeat 4X)
Verse Two: A.G.
Chapter two, of every black man's diary
Drugs
with you -
speak now ‘cause I’m on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you’re guessing I’m
anymore no question
Sittin by myself just stressin
got not adventure to be questing
No longer have our future plans in my head
Kinda makes it hard
Thinking
I don't know where I'm going
These walls, they climb so high
And there's no way around them
Taking things one day at a time
And there's no turning
getting ready for the long haul
A hard day's work under the big blue sky
Blessings all around as time rolls by
It's a good life under these southern skies
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