It's nearly impossible to chase the dream you after when every step forward feels 20 backwards, trying to in GI where bullets fly.. living in the cap it's do or die.
Murda kill kill all we see on TV shawty hustle for the bill tryna live fantasy /toting pistols keep em close its hate and jealousy/scared to u in yo' eyes best they frenemies/undercover but they scoping/ smiling but they hoping and praying you lose yo and dreams really go they shooting na but our hands black so it's just a pay telling us we ain't worth nothing/ no brainstorming/unbothered by it so I going/ got the hustle in me so I keep drop top more coins/ dream big my why stop not going/ too many ppl depend on me / focus and control/ put on my is really the goal/ we making the music you in yo soul/ so stories going untold/ either u drinking or one rolled/ that's how we do it/ that's how we yo/ half the battle we keep it moving like cattle/ nothing really else matters but music and talent!
It's nearly impossible to chase the you chasing when every step forward feels 20 backwards, trying to survive in GI where bullets fly.. in the murder cap it's do or die.
I'm and tired of being sick and tired Now-a-days life is all about who you decide can ride Kanye Trump and in my eyes Are some pitiful individuals especially when they're
Now in all who really cares Bout a VMA, E-mail, or whether that's really your The bigger picture bout life Minority has become an epidemic and that shit ain't right
Now see when we to rebel And to be put to the back our choices are or jail Now tell me where's the in that And to add insult to my people still follow they map
So from this point on I'm through peace No more talks of all I can commit to is me doing me Only I can give you get ready And pay attention to cuz when shit get heavy! nearly impossible to chase the dream you after when every step forward feels like 20 backwards, to survive in GI where fly.. living in the murder cap it's do or die.
Having dreams in G.I., as a lil meant the world to get up out the hood, never knew way, besides getting, to this money, my mama me, nobody out here gone do nothing for me, not even family, so I get up n get it, having visions and missions, penitentiary's no decision, but the got permission, to commission, for of all these young black fathers, look poverty taught us, all these youngin's just, think it's cool to smoke in 6th grade, and school, not learning a thang, around carrying guns, smiling at mothers for taking sons, man, scary Gary the murda cap, make it off this rap before I'm out on my back, praying to God, he my son, hoping he live to see 21, the G support, no one or all, but one for all, we destined to fall, cause that's what want, and that's they think, that we gone follow into defeat, and we not gone it if all of my people killing, and smoking, and drinking, thinking,
It's nearly impossible to the dream you chasing after when every forward like 20 backwards, trying to survive in GI where fly.. in the murder cap it's do or die.