[Hook: Greekdagod]
I dont trust these n***as (4x)
I dont trust these n***as (4x)
[Verse 1: Greekdagod]
Back when the streets was the color of my skin
Back when white was the purest skin
With the will to win , with the deadless sins
They isolate your hope and down grade your character
The block will marry ya, crack pots and gun shots
The streets they wedded, freedom they bleeded
Gun shots in da air, smoke in the air
Face fool of fears, tear that never disappear
Angel dust is angles for the fiends
Keep us the block to kill us with ez'
The jobs not hiring, we hit retirement
They mad we tolerant, the lost and forgot
We all eat and shit to
And snooze , minds corrupt by news, but you do hear me tho
They rather see us rolling in shit, like pigs do
They giving so much clues like blue
While we shine there coup and shinning there shoes
They praying that’s all only route
They rather give us pennies then give us the loot
I don’t know about you but I’m just speaking the truth
We da new slaves

[Verse 2: Greekdagod]
Its a battle field for the lost but not forgotten
Hands still empty but we all know i got it
They said the battle is never lost
But freedom always have a cost, eyes on the prize
Glory i scream i said i need it all. But in what cost
Everything is getting dark now
Friend who i thought was there is gone now
I describe my dreams they all stop and laugh
I must be clown, sometimes i wish i was just like them
Not thinking about the bigger picture
But I’m not fuck boy, so get a rip
Catch me in the whip
Flow that would flip a cliff, my flow will damage ya

[Verse 3: Greekdagod]
A 3.5 grade point average but I still can’t
Manage to get the hope I need to survive , all
Joke aside , no time cry , so I spread my wings
And fly , eye on the sky, it's time to rise like
Smoke
Had a few stacks I blow that fast
Friends come and go just like cash
I start buzzing ,they over shadow that
They hate to see me take the throne, cause
They living regular lives and doing regular
Things , but my mind is more complex
You Can’t solve this runic cube, n***as won’t
Even help other n***as, unless you Have a
Strap on your hip, and threading to clap there
Ass , o my god , what a shame these days, no
Respect for others , kids with no father
Mothers with no Honor
If this don't make on
The radio then I'm just to real or no thug
Appeal , senseless cursing or girls tweaking
Tell me who's working
I'm in heaven or hell
Can't you tell ? No i can't
Curse with a gift I can't break
Pollute your mind with great taste
Far from perfect, make or break
I got what it takes
Far from me being a mistake
My flow will damage ya