What's the future for a young black male
With no direction
My lil' homie, I try to tell him
To find something you love to do and perfect it
Never doubt yourself
And stay away from those who are negative
He said kill or be killed nigga you know i'm stepping
Mr. Morale it can get wild hand on my weapon
I lack guidance i act violent for my protection
I've been shot a couple times and i ain't learned my lesson
All I got in this world is me and my big sister
No mom and dad cause we was raised up in the foster system
Dropped out of high school and ran away
I banged the set that's my family
I robbed a steal cause i ain't plan to pay
Jumped in the car and hit the gas swerving
A nigga really beat that charge for attempted murder
A nigga really living lost i don't know my purpose
Mind praying for me dawg i hope the lord heard it
I do the best that i can feel like i'm losing hope
I try to move forward but get pushed back like a cuticle
Here we go again i just went to another funeral
A father leaves behind a son and daughter
Got the drop on this location and caught him
You never know when it's your last day
So many homies checked out early and they passed away
I often wonder if they made it to them pearly gates
I need to change my mind of frame it's a worldly place
My sister said if I don't change i'll see her early grave
Having dreams of seeing me dying
She had the nerve to say that i don't have much time left
But only god can judge where i'm gone end up next
That's a great question didn't see it coming
Retaliation they straight
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
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What's the future for a young black male
With no direction
My lil' homie, I try to tell him
To find something you love to do and perfect it
Never doubt yourself
And stay away from those who are negative
He said kill or be killed nigga you know i'm stepping
Mr. Morale it can get wild hand on my weapon
I lack guidance i act violent for my protection
I've been shot a couple times and i ain't learned my lesson
All I got in this world is me and my big sister
No mom and dad cause we was raised up in the foster system
Dropped out of high school and ran away
I banged the set that's my family
I robbed a steal cause i ain't plan to pay
Jumped in the car and hit the gas swerving
A nigga really beat that charge for attempted murder
A nigga really living lost i don't know my purpose
Mind praying for me dawg i hope the lord heard it
I do the best that i can feel like i'm losing hope
I try to move forward but get pushed back like a cuticle
Here we go again i just went to another funeral
A father leaves behind a son and daughter
Got the drop on this location and caught him
You never know when it's your last day
So many homies checked out early and they passed away
I often wonder if they made it to them pearly gates
I need to change my mind of frame it's a worldly place
My sister said if I don't change i'll see her early grave
Having dreams of seeing me dying
She had the nerve to say that i don't have much time left
But only god can judge where i'm gone end up next
That's a great question didn't see it coming
Retaliation they straight
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
With no direction
My lil' homie, I try to tell him
To find something you love to do and perfect it
Never doubt yourself
And stay away from those who are negative
He said kill or be killed nigga you know i'm stepping
Mr. Morale it can get wild hand on my weapon
I lack guidance i act violent for my protection
I've been shot a couple times and i ain't learned my lesson
All I got in this world is me and my big sister
No mom and dad cause we was raised up in the foster system
Dropped out of high school and ran away
I banged the set that's my family
I robbed a steal cause i ain't plan to pay
Jumped in the car and hit the gas swerving
A nigga really beat that charge for attempted murder
A nigga really living lost i don't know my purpose
Mind praying for me dawg i hope the lord heard it
I do the best that i can feel like i'm losing hope
I try to move forward but get pushed back like a cuticle
Here we go again i just went to another funeral
A father leaves behind a son and daughter
Got the drop on this location and caught him
You never know when it's your last day
So many homies checked out early and they passed away
I often wonder if they made it to them pearly gates
I need to change my mind of frame it's a worldly place
My sister said if I don't change i'll see her early grave
Having dreams of seeing me dying
She had the nerve to say that i don't have much time left
But only god can judge where i'm gone end up next
That's a great question didn't see it coming
Retaliation they straight
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
All my black kings dying by the hands of our own
Went to the store and never made it back home
The opps gon' slide its not a playground
Value life nothing to play around
Writer: Prentice Funches
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