[Verse 1: Paypa]
Look, I went from monster ballin' to losin' Isaiah
We weathered the storm, I think FEMA should pay us
This ain’t no fuckin' hobby, don’t see no fuckin' hollies
I’m just throwin' the truth, shit, I could pass a poly
Let’s take it back to the, to my grandmother’s basement
Tryna make a hit ‘cause movin' base was basic
Too Too taught me the bagga, now I got my swagger
Trying to stunt for Quila and fuck my whole stash up
Hustlin' ain’t me and shit, that’s hard to see
‘Cause when you feelin' trapped, education is key
When the block is your teacher, Larry Hoover your preacher
Tryna to get you a Pelle Pelle to go with your sneakers
This can’t be life, lord show me another way, Biggie can’t be right
You either slang crack, rap or got a wicked jumpshot
In the streets where its no vaccines, just gunshots huh

[Hook]
Lord, grant the serenity, I promise I’ll kill it from now to infinity
Stuntin' on my enemies, fuck where I came from
Look at where I’m finna be, where I’m finna be

[Verse 2: Emilio Rojas]
The murder rate as high as them fiends is
And the homes we growin' up in, yeah they broke as our dreams is
Even dope boys ain’t rollin' around in no Beamers
My guy done pushed white for eight years and still he hope for that V6
He walkin' out the front door and lookin' both ways
Bullets barkin' at him like dogs, he hope for no strays
All we want is insurance with lower co-pays
So ma can buy some new clothes she could sport at a work place
I seen her wear the same sneakers for three summers
Too worried about buyin' food to just sit down and eat with us
Police come and they fuck what you becomin'
And innocents flee, runnin' like they finna beat somethin'
We see judges as nothin' but a formality
You grown, you go to jail, if you young, they pull you from family
And then they put you into foster care, only hate is fostered there
But that shit’s our cross to bear, yeah