Sometimes it's like talking to statues
But I'm more than a tracksuit
Die for the cause if I have to
Fist in the air
I say shit 'cause I care
I must share my thoughts, I will at you
Real
Certain man are fraudulent bad youths, still
Don't get caught in the vacuum, Chill
2021 and it's cool to be trapping
Why d'you think all of them man do drill
Never had role models
Just examples of who I didn't wanna be
Crack heads necking down whole bottles
I just knew I didn't wanna live up on the street
Back when we would just swing if it was beef
Straight and that shit worked
Nowadays, wrong time
Wrong place you could see dirt
Pray they never print my face on a t-shirt
Ips ain't the same
It's so petty but I ain't Messi
I can't dictate the game
Kids ain't to blame, it's a fashion
I just hope this wave will change with a passion
It happens
Youths see these rappers display their chains
And glorify having big blades for days
Seems cool so they risk-take the same
Hope they grow and learn from the mistakes they make
Can't take life for granted
You can be rich or poor
None of us can waste time regardless
I'm trying to laugh each day
'Cause our next breath might be the last we take
Why be heartless
Trust me
Don't play games like these bastards
Just 'cause I don't shoot or kill
Loot or steal
Down to my shoes, I'm real
Them man are fake
Sometimes it's like talking to statues
Nobody hears shit
So it's like we're caught in a vacuum
Everybody's got a team who rides
Till you see through guys that you thought would've backed you
It's so long
Hope the pain gets wrote off
Rolling with 'caine like O-dog
The game is the game and it goes on
But they better pray that there's no god
Some live the crud life daily
But the downside's clear and the upside's grainy
Pound signs steer so there's frontline training
Never liked beer but they bun nice flavours
I've been hungry
I've been there, I've been 'round ages
Time to show what I've seen now
So many times I dropped off the ball
Got blocked but then we found goals on the rebound
So get away my g's
You ever been to a place you love
On a plane getting waved your favourite buds
I try tell man come but it ain't enough
So get away my g's
'Cause you'll regret it when your days are done
Fuck the road go and find you a lane to run
The happiest peeps I know only chase the sun
Like who told you the way was this
Who told you to slave for that
Go get away my g's
You ain't gotta wait till they raid ya packs
Look, wake up brother, face the facts
They never listen when I say my piece
Speaking to brick walls
Hands full of Class A
Then it's last days when they're dealing it in school
You can make p's but these are the pitfalls