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Family
Never forgetting where we came from
Thank you
You are what you are in this world
That's either one of two things
Either you're somebody
Or you're nobody
Wolves have no kings, man
Thought I was gonna let a birthday go past, man
Y'all know what it is, man
Ayy
Anything worth having come with prices
So when I'm down bad, I feel lifeless
I been in my bag, tryn not to do bad
But something about that feeling too enticing
My sins righteous
I remember all them cold nights, when nothing ever go right
Red and blue nightlights, holding on to life tight
Can't wait to ask God why the love be so conditional
Niggas so unoriginal, bitches be so divisional
I ain't do it conventional, I ain't on that porch shit
How you say I'm lost when, we on different courses
Y'all take it how they giving it
Me I want that pure shit
I been moving reckless since Major taught me caution
I just talked to Dre
I said twin, I need more
Said nigga, you the one
Go and get yours
I got pain in my heart, I got murder on my mental
I got too much at stake, so I gotta move gentle
They say Ace is like a bullet
Ain't no telling what he going through
Barrel smoking
Wonder if his face is still showing through
Everything I never had, I'm grinding for a multiples
Be aware, If you in the way, I ain't gonna hurt you
When Cal blood dried on my jeans, they was sticking to me
To this day, I still wish Baze wore a different hoodie
See Slay, when I close my eyes, he be looking at me
Remember, he was looking to me
Then them niggas took him from me
A couple things on this earth that I gotta explore
Like how my brother so damaged, he don't hurt no more
Why my heart so cold, but it love so pure
Why Slay died so young and I heal so raw
I wonder how the world's still so cold when it's burning
Shit, I seen and did through my teens, it's unnerving
Here I am determined despite all of the burdens
I'm still in the race, they set the spikes and I swerve it
I don't like these rap niggas, nothing that could build to it
Now you making drill, but you ain't tough
It's nothing real to it
I know real Crips going through it, you just appeal to it
Then you wonder why your music ain't got no feel to it
Niggas started rapping at 30, trying to go viral
Playing gangsta till they get some niggas that'll slide you
Identity in shambles, you see them starting to spiral
You niggas lost, go pursue a option that's viable
Cause I be at my best when everything is at it's worst
I only feel love when I feel a little hurt
It's no win without a loss
No smiles without tears
Say the good die young
Tell me why I'm still here
Blake Holland
O/B/O DistroKid