M.P.W. Video (MV)

Last of a dying breed
Society keep playing with my mental
Ideology switching with ideal time I get into
Paranoid its just me and my thoughts
See what I been through
Pictures of ghost sit on my wall
As I look in they eyes
You heard the tail how a man never cries
I couldn't shed one tear my emotions are dry
I reach for the sky
So tell me is it ghetto in heaven
Cause there's a hell in the Ghetto when reality set in
I tried talking to the homies
But you know how that do
They say ignorance is bless
They ignoring the truth
I cant blame them but this conscious thought is painful
And I cant tell the difference between a demon or an Angel
I lost my position
So I'm switching up the angel on the real
These days you getting famous just from tolting that steel
Or you can be hashtag if you the one getting killed
Either way you end up trending do I keep it to trill
They say Money Pussy weed is the way out
Make money multiply get high enough and stay out
I lost track of time
You get to witness my passion eat me alive
I speak for a generation that stuck between the lines
Cultivate the times
Help em boost the high
I'm a died for mine
Searching for a purpose
All they ever get is empty lies
My granny once ask me what we living for
I fear it's the same thing they killing for
F*ck is we talking about!
F*cks is we talking bout?
And what is we living for?
F*cks is we talking bout?
And what is we living for?
And they tell us we never listen
But who can we listen to
You been practicing the thesis for years
Nah look at you
No role models
I'm telling you Cole said it the best
With nothing to past down they leaving us with the stress
F*ck the world today
As I stand on this block
My generation the last ones who can look at the clock
And tell the hands when to stop
Don't compare me to Pac
We been hear for some years
You been sleeping a lot
The hand of the meek
Been waiting to acquire this prism
We wait on the system
And left with a circumference of prisons
I'm done with Religion
I been going over they heads
I'm over the feds
Them bitches tryna leave me for dead
Put price on my head
Im feeling like a lottery winner
Why they mad at me for living
God made me a sinner
Right!
So as I write
I get more acquainted with life
There's a lesson in every wrong so eventually Ill be right
F*ck you only God can do the judging
That's what I tell the judge
The law don owe me nothing
Everybody think you bluffing
Until you decide to go militant on the edge
Put the chopper right to they heads
Blaaaat everybody dead
Everybody wrong no more leaders they making clones
If they really want you dead remember they sending drones
That's why I stand alone every day that I see
Only way to keep my balance
Pussy
Money
And
Weed
F*cks is we talking bout?
Society be at a king throat
Survival is the only thing we know
And what are we living for?
Money, Pussy, Weed,
We fell in love with all the wrong things
F*cks is we talking bout?
Society be at a king throat
Survival is the only thing we know
And what is we living for?
Money, Pussy, Weed,
We fell in love with all the wrong things
Everybody gotta die one day
I close my eyes one day
I spread my wings in every dream
I'm a fly one way
We from a city where the hardest thing to get is love
And one thing you never do is run off on the plug
These youngins get it in blood
Not giving a f*ck
Addicted to
Money
Pussy
Weed
Now pour up and lets ride
Drama killing my vibe
I got a lot of questions
Like tell me why I'm alive?!
Look tell me when I'm inside
I'm the one baby
Ain't gotta be the truth to help a nigga come baby
I know we wrong but its right for the moment
Escaping life when I'm on it
Ain't smoke in four years?
Just might light one this morning
She say she love me but she really mad
I know we f*cking but you kind of catching feelings yeah
My daddy told me never fall into that pussy cat
Once a women got your soul you never get it back
Now imagine me feeding lies like telling you that you mine
The same I'll be f*cking another chick from behind
I ain't ready for commitment
But truthfully I do notice that you different
And I be digging that knowledge you be spitting
She look at me and said well I see it different
Do I fit into your vision?
You like to run the streets
But I ain't even tripping
But I gotta ask you one simple question
What the f*ck is we talking bout?!