lord lemme walk with ya
and talk with ya
I can't get on my knees And pray you might miss some
things that I need to say
get off my mind
cause its
weighing me down
inside
im just inside
at home at work or in the car gettin high
gettin by everyday its all I ever do
I wonder if life would be better if I stayed in school
my grandmother would prolly say it's true
do you
really believe that you can be somebody
snatch the chains off a nigga help and free somebody
cause I know
what the devil mind want ya mind fo
and you can't see the big pic ya third eye blindfolded
as time folds
my flow
just out grows ya
and I ain't dumbin down shit
because ya mind slower
light just show up
right behind my shoulder
that's my aura
right before I soar up
tore the floor up
went from bora bora
to Florida
my state of mind
had made the grind
a little more supportive
and now it's just much stress
I'm hopin success
sucks less
and I ain't gotta play the suspect
you'll never know what it's like
cop cars rollin on you at night
and they ain't takin shit light
make one false move and they takin ya life
I might
put up a fight
until them bullets take flight
like now I'm one of gods Angels
SnapBack halo
tryna understand this life from a different angle
but it's still painful
it's still fuccin painful
maybe the cash will help
so let's gets fuccin paid mo'
my man diego
pushin coke to San Pedro
he had huevos
and a urge to add payroll
I helped em lay low
in exchange he gave dough
I gave him clothes hot food
and cable
and now he on the scene again
I came too but Ima leave again
help my niggas out and let em breathe again
and to my uncle James
I know we'll meet again
I know your locked up
but I know you'll be free again
I got your letter from da pen
made me grab the pen
and write a sixteen that hopefully gets you out in ten
and don't you ever feel I'm disappointed in ya
You were like a role model if anything I miss ya
life's mazes
gott us walking round dazin
unknown scriptures don't get heard no prayin
we in the wild
only God can hold trial
cause these cops
and billionaires on top
don't get they case filed
or misplace the truth
and replace with lies
you'd realize with real eyes
I'm tryna kill time
break a clock
Revolution here better bring a glock
and don't be afraid ta pop
trust me
you lunch meat to a real nigga
n when I say real nigga
that don't mean thug nigga
or drug dealer
this go
for any nigga on they hustle and movin wise
I'd rather be that nigga makin cake then movin pies