Brighter Days (Bonus Track) Video (MV)

Why would you be human to me when you paid like a king
Why could you treat us like that if you got badge and a diamond ring uh
Lock us down with fear, cover it all with lies
They say serve and protect more like, curb and collect
Fill up your quota with some tickets and call it a good day
Throw another homie away, it was a good day
Throw him back out cus ya'll know he be back again
It's all the same to you
Damn
Pig latin is they language, and numbers is the change
Justice like a business an you ain't got the range
So you sit in chains in front of stranger yea that know your name
Choose your fate like roll some dice, ain't got no room to think twice
He don't know who the f*ck you are but he choose if you see the stars again
If you'll be dealing cards to all the inmates or you drowning in
Dripped of reality, that's how it go
Win some hope hit the phone, sent to voicemail just wanna hear her voice again

Uh, maybe he caught up but naw they need your sequel
How else they gonna fight against our fight for equal?
Cus now we fight for leftovers nah, we still still equal
Put us in orange, just to look the same we equal
Cus you can't profile on camera, being part of law remove your manners
The conflicting between humanity and cancer
Dead or put in institution make the money glammer
Constitution don't include hypocrisy, but it's how you man it dawg

God be my saving grace
I see it in my face
Know I'll see brighter days
But all you in the way
I'm starting here today
Don't give my time away
I search for brighter days; I search for

Now I been all about goin on bout the drops
Know I don't like your system, or trump themed lippers, or the cops
I'm tryna skippa all the shit bout my mistake
But is a quarter-mil what it take to keep you f*ckas safe?
It's pouring rain because the city crying, you broke they will barely surviving
Isolation, all they family dying
What if he had the wrong timing, what if they need help you just spying
Whether I'm sitting rhyming or we smoking loud and we flying; just got
To be the lucky runt to take the blunt of all the crime
Pistol left my side cus I didn't wanna die
And now they call me Columbine left my own, to scrape these dimes
Tryna drop these bars, yea I hope that it goes up in time

But I gotta tell you sum
It doesn't leave a stain on my life or how I f*cking do it
Still recording in apartment bedroom it's how you use it
But you made em think I blew it, you made me think I blew it
You made em think I blew it, you made em think I blew it
But ya know, I don't give a f*ck
They ain't a price on my freedom or how I live it
So watch the f*ck out cus the light will overflow the wicked
Call my words a shiv connect to all the hate that is created, this is my statement
God be my saving grace, uh
Common people support this monstrosity that turn people to years of therapy
Be common feins to welfare and the weed but it ain't for free
They love to come and creep and see us freak see us weak behind the bars, honestly I would be delighted
Get the f*ck outta my car, honestly I'd be excited to see some justice ah
Honestly hungry government run like criminal take it all subliminal, you act like nothings wrong
F*ck you ain't civil
These cops run it like nobody's workin running off
Frozen excuses and expensive fees
Can't even fill out my report or prove that I roll up the trees
F*ck imma smoke on this weed, God be my saving grace, uh

Nah I ain't violent but don't try to stop this flame
When you mix my hate with all this shit and say it ain't the same
Bitch I'm done with the bullshit miss me I already came don't need to prove it to you
Don't need to prove it to you
I don't have to prove shit dawg, get the f*ck outta my living room