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I can't believe I'm seeing 25, it's a benchmark for my skin color Tryna see the legal ways to get my pockets fat, all that stress on me been wearing me thin brother Death at 21, jail by 18 They project it almost if that be a great thing I'm working till I black out like a Bigen Spreading love even though we were all taught to hate things, yeah But make it make sense We make it work out when the environment is tense That's ancestral ways for us to deal with the trauma Passed onto us from our grand momma's mommas Gotta learn to conquer, and not remained conquered Could make an exclamation mark but focused on the commas But really I don't see them giving wealth to us Section 8 the closest they throwing help to us Fast food and liquors but still tryna preach health to us And not speaking up is something like stealth to us I look around and I'm seeing that they got us silenced And you soft if you telling them to stop the violence And black on black crime in Layman's terms Dropping drugs and guns and those who hate to learn That's what it is too, look at what we been through It cost to be the boss and I'm working like the rent's due And when my Lord lands, I hope you understand Why I move the way I move, cause it's God's plan My energy depleted, I kinda feel defeated But I pick my chin up because my bros need it And I know my purpose is greater than selling bars To give up my music to a desperate A&R I'm seeing what my mindset could all do for me I'm getting love and these people all new to me yeah Thank God I'm seeing 25 I never knew that I could live this long and be alive They couldn't hold your boy down even if they tried I made it throughout all them times that I could've died And to the brothers that was unlucky I know you got a spot in Heaven save one for me, yeah And to the brothers that was unlucky I know you got a spot in Heaven save one for me, yeah Pass me the Bacardi Sitting in this party Tryna get rid of this dark like Tom Hardy With my venomous intent I make art like God body In the middle of the Garden Of Eden know God got me Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no man and I will challenge the rest No pot, no pan cooking hope with the left Finesse the dope in the studio for I sell you what's next My my, Oh my, my, my These times I gotta realize what it mean to be alive Being lit at 25, different shit for you and I It's a trip and I been tripping, tripping off a different high Different sorta kind of guy never slipping fore I slide Never giving fore I try Gotta give it all to I Paint a picture of the sky Get it printed fore I die Make a mission of this moment Hope you live it while you live Thank God I'm seeing 25 I never thought that I could live this long and be alive They couldn't hold your boy down even if they tried I made it through all them times that I could've died And to the brothers that was unlucky I know you got a spot in Heaven save one for me To them brothers that was unlucky I know you got a spot in Heave save one...
Writer(s): Kenny Noel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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