Mike DFG - Rebirth Lyrics

Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah
Aye
WarZone in my head
Goddamn, I need a Rebirth
Do it for my city
Out running til my feet hurt
Rose in the 'Raq
Give my all 'til my knee burst
Seen a lot of niggas die
Way before they ever see hearse
I seen worse
I had to change my mind on what I see first
A end that you think burnt
I see work
I see worth
You see cursed
But
Thanking God I ain't famous (yet)
I told my mama I made it
Look
Speaking from the side where I seen bodies
& blood splattered
My city juke to only trigger rhythms, no pitter patter
Too busy wasting time on bullshit that shouldn't matter
My thoughts be runnin rampid down holes like Mad Hatter
Criticizing myself about who I might be
You not He
Y'all not them
Make a name for yourself
They say you not gon' win
Started moving strategic
I can't move off whims(Why?)
Only banging tombstones or city blocks that we don't own
Most of my niggas ain't never met a place called home
And I don't mean them 'partment buildings,
Outside where we roam
I mean them folks that check on you in your midnight lone'
But look You gotta realize my nigga you not alone
I'm right here for you, whenever hit my phone
Too many silent soldiers deal with problems on they own
Where I'm from, scared to say "love"
Just call me when you home nigga
I can see what you see
If you look in front of you
Take some time and you'll see
That this ain't meant for you
I can see what you see
If you look in front of you
Take some time and you'll see
That this ain't meant for you
WarZone in my head
Goddamn, I need a rebirth
Do it for my city
Out running til my feet hurt
Rose in the Raq
Give my all 'til my knee burst
Seen a lot of niggas die
Way before they see hearse
I seen worse
I had to change my mind on what I see first
A end that you think burnt
I see work
I see worth
You see cursed
But
Thanking God I ain't famous (yet)
I told my mama I made it
Wish I can call back to my homie,
He was fighting for his life
Just like a baby with no circulation,
Shit is getting tight
Homies blowing up my phone,
When I was tired the whole night
I was sleep inside my bed at home
Thinking shit was nice,
But I was wrong
The next morning, got a call
Heavy breathing on the other line,
Silence becoming long
And I ain't think to ask "who is this?"
Just want to know the cause
3 minutes pass by
And they still ain't said a word
And that was building up my nerves
Til my sister walked into the room and ask me if I heard
There was killing in South Shore,
They think that it's Trey
But let me check,
I am not sure, but I hope he okay
And when they told me it was him,
You should've seen my whole face
He was just learning to cope,
With all the trials and tribulations
He was faced with on the low
And a nigga took his life,
When he was fighting to win
16 years young, but his eternity lives
Do you hear them calling?
Do you see them stalking?
Do you hear them calling?
Do you hear them talking?