Yo
From Vic to Van City
Its that street life shit
Sometimes you just need take a second to breathe man
(Look) I Take my chances in the streets so Ima roll the dice
Sold your soul for a 20 shit was over priced
Showed up dressed in all white like a Poltergeist
Every night they Coming back cause the soda ice
(Look)
Never taking undersold advice
It pull you under like the devils undertow of life
I Lit the fire let my soul ignite
Patience over everything, this shit don't happen over night
You best believe I'm really out here with the shit I mentioned
Anytime the kid is mentioned
We Arrive with 20 henchmen
So when you see me hit the cement like you ain't got suspension
Stayed with the wrenches in the park that lead me to detention
I'm try to manifest the type life that I was meant for
I grew up with the plugs and murder's like that my mentor
And my credentials in the streets it wasn't accidental
So You be carful how you speak for I collapse your dental
They asked the general to over see the preparation
We taking back the streets in interests of our preservation
I'll leave a legacy to last through several generations
I know that ghetto on the sky's my final destination
I wonder if Heaven's got that ghetto
I wonder if that something I'll see
Or am I a product of the devil
Maybe I'm stuck here in these streets
I'd rather die on my two feet
Than live as a man on both my knees
They said that I lived a life that's trouble
And now they regret they let me
Breath, breathe, breath
Should of let me
Breath, breathe, breath
Nah shouldn't let me
Breath, breath, breath
Look
Should of let me
Breath, breathe, breath
I take my last breath, walking up the devils front steps
Looked me in the eyes & he told me I got one left
What's next, told him I'll be back man one sec
This is what i needed cuz I ain't really done yet
Gasping for my last breath, cashing out my last cheque
Showing you my visions, but refer it in a past tense
Back then, that's when, calling from a flip phone
Feeling strange outta range late at night id skip stones
Feeling dizzy as I drift into the night sky
Looking for the truth but only coming up with white lies
Devil on my shoulders, when I'm thinking that I might die
Drifting from my body, as I rise up to the bright sky
Is it my time, knocking on the devils door
Dealing with resentments, now I'm back here to settle scores
This is what I tell it for, giving you resuscitation
Looking for the truth, as we carry on investigations
I wonder if Heaven's got that ghetto
I wonder if that something I'll see
Or am I a product of the devil
Maybe I'm stuck here in these streets
I'd rather die on my two feet
Than live as a man on both my knees
They said that I lived a life that's trouble
And now they regret they let me
Breath, breathe, breath
Should of let me
Breath, breathe, breath
Nah shouldn't let me
Breath, breathe, breath
Look
Should of let me
Breath, breathe, breath
If I aint going to heaven is there a place for me
I always kept it real wit myself and these artists make believe
Mama pray for me I'm pacing waiting anxiously
I'm out of here like sayonara baby C'est La Vie
Late at night I often wonder what's my final purpose
I put my pain in this pen and then it just describes my verses
I spend enough time just drowning trying to find the surface
Now I encourage these kids not to take rides in hearses
I'm kind of nervous this pressure could get the best of
What I build chill but never the less im steppin on my heals still
The real deal, so fuck em if they got ill will
I cant count how many of my people those pills killed
What's left for me to do, phones ringin' its Esq
We worked our way up to the top now so we can see the view
I left the streets alone I know what all that beef could do
When you least except it Its peekaboo with the heater boom
(Its Merk)