I remember so vivid
That point in life I was sick of waiting
had to go get it
imagine cribs where ever we want
talking no ceilings
Fuck working in them offices
We start our own business
You with it let’s get it

Speaking life into my brotha as he transition
From the land where freaking milds breaking sweets tradition
From the land
Hustle for ours no matter the cause
Nothing given
So best believe we want it all

Thinking back to school days
Nothing but love for ya boy
Always went against the wave
Introvert guess you can say
If it wasn’t about the money I was never in the way

If I wasn’t dolo rolling with da homie solo
On a mission and we getting to it
Letting silly niggas in is when it got foolish
Start changing the way I was moving

Never forget the day I hopped in with
******* thinking we going across town to fuck with some shorties
Stopped to get some wraps
for da dosage
and
a couple 40’s
Knew homie was fishy
said he got for me

Next thing I know we in route
He Mashing on the gas
80 on the dash
Clerk came out
popping but he missed the glass

I look over
YELL PULL OVER WTF IS THIS
HE SAY CASE THIS FOR TONIGHT
WE FINNA BE FUCKING LIT

Thinking to myself
How did I end up in this shit
Ironically what I asked for hoping in the whip

Assuming he knew better
Based on what my intention is goddamn
(I can’t believe this shit)

Heaven sent me a angel
Escaping the law while picturing death
I won’t be victim to whatever comes next
Man this ain’t you



Had to get closer to self (man I had to get closer I to self)
Had to learn my wealth (man I had to learn my wealth)
Depression tell me do you know how it feel
To want to hurt yo self (almost offed myself) (had to get closer to self)
Living through the lies and false hope
In the media
Never believe the shit they teaching ya
We figured out vaccine
chem trails misleading us
So they put it in the shit we eating bra
On going battle
Peace and love I channel
But come for mine dismantle....
I refuse to be ya chattel .....

Grew up in a era loyalty was EVERYTHING
Now and days it ain’t a THING
Misguided youth screaming for help
yelling out gang GANG
Murder was the case
He only 17

Single parent home
Now little bro gotta MAINTAIN

no positive influence
He’ll probably do the SAME
Pass trauma
Talking grandMAMA AND PAPA PAIN
generational curse
time to break the CHAIN
just want to own my last name

Naw whatever we posses own everything
But even with growth
The stigma and pain still remain