I hope
My mamma good
I'll get
You out the hood
And when
The times get tough
Just know
That gods with us
I hope
My father good
I'll get
You out the hood
And when
The times get tough
Just know
That gods with us
Hoping that god is with us
Family turning to dust
Blood is thicker than water
But they is the ones I can't trust
Grew up living through pain
They threw a niqqa in a drain
Said I gotta make it out
Swear I'll never be the same
People be talking bout me
Never will show that I'm beat
Running cuz some these brothers
Can't even stand on the feet
Can't even swim deep
With no ambitions or dreams
They wanna sink in defeat
I just remember all the lies
Teachers told me bout my life
Always Talking bout your kind
Never talk about the grind
I just won a cold case
The Niqqa never showed his face
Tried to say my shit was laced
Wish Too never do the race
Never wanna hit the base
Hope its never my fate
I told my brothers
Hold on
We gone be there soon
Pay no attention
Cus to them we goons
My mind plotting schemes
Like I'm doctor doom
My Lineup got death
Lemme get my broom
I used to joke around
When I was faded
They took homie to the pound
When he was raided
I had to quit with all the smoke
Was getting jaded
Because the soldiers selling snow
Was getting baited
Shaded
I wanna see what I can do
I hope to see my baby too
I hope to god that I'll be saved
Because my soul is black and blue