SHEDDING TEARS Video (MV)

Yo, at this point in my career, man, these ain't even raps, man
I'm speaking from the soul
I don't know if I'm a Rap artists or a Soul artists, man
Yeah
R motherf*ckin
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Dott
There be times I don't know where I'm headed, I'm just goin
No choices in the matter, not at all, I was chosen
And I'ma live my life like these chains around my neck
Jill Scott said it best, like it's golden
What do you expect
The shit we did for respect
We was kids from the West, shedding tears of neglect
But we wipe our faces once y'all put us in these spaces
Prepare to catch strays, catch hate or catch cases
Make it out alive, we pop Mo', we pop Ace's
The stages of our lives is what prepared us for these stages
I know you heard the saying that it's good in the hood
But to make it out that motherf*cker is amazing
At times I be thinkin' if I woulda went harder in my career
Then E and a few other homies would still be here
Coulda did way more to be on
Shedding tears, staring at these contacts in my phone
Cause damn, I can't call'em
I send a prayer up for em
Ain't shit holy in this city, this is Charleston
No superheroes around this bitch, this ain't Gotham
Oxygen in his lungs, he got hit with that carbon
F*ck
He wasn't the intended target
The other side don't recognize what they started
Till niggas came back, blastin' out a cartridge
Now the score's, 3 to 1, but we done both took losses
Shedding tears for my kinfolk
Won't show it on my face, but you can tell by how my pen wrote
Shedding tears for my kinfolk
Won't show it on my face, but you can tell by how my pen wrote
Shedding tears for my kinfolk
Won't show it on my face, but you can tell by how my pen wrote
Shedding tears for my kinfolk
Look, my ancestors' wildest dreams
A Glock with a beam, dreadlocks swingin
I resemble the Elohim
You're still considered pristine if you make it out with a scar
'Cause to make it out too clean they don't recognize who you are
While I scribble the songs that the Caged Bird sings
Can you imagine not flying, but you got these wings
That's how we feel trapped in a nation where we can't be kings
So we attracted to material things, we need healing
If nothing else puttin' a crack in a glass ceiling
F*ck doin' it for me, at least do it for these children
Showin' we got resilience
I think I Hakeem with this weapon I'm concealin'
Cause I was 13 when my friend got killed
And no child should ever know how that feel
The tears still won't fall for when I heard about it all
And at my big age, I suppress that still
It's best to be meek, but never weak
The sidewalk that's close enough to the streets
To understand the corner, but never in too deep
When your side and niggas from the other side beef
Until niggas that you knew since the sandboxes
Walk in churches and you see them in them pine boxes
Make you wanna grab that nine out your mom's closet
And make whoever did it feel it, shit is mind-bogglin
I'm shedding tears for my kinfolk, won't show it on my face
But you can tell by how the pen wrote
Shedding tears for my kinfolk
Shedding tears for my kinfolk, won't show it on my face
But you can tell by how my pen wrote
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