[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I pass the time with blunts and beats
Just tryna drop the poetry that touch the streets
And until we all free, none of us free
I'm your brother, why you wanna put that gun up to me?
Guess the love goes sour, but together, it's more power
We more alike than different, so how 'bout we grow flowers?
We more alike than different, yo, don't let it go sour
We more alike than different and together, it's more power
When we gon' stop thе cycle of self-hate?
Lost many brothеrs to the streets and that's no debate
And if you comin' from the hood, sure you can relate
Dwell in America, it's sharks in this fishtank
Why we turnin' on each other? Can we get a break?
It' so hard to show love, 'cause it's too many fakes
Will we ever wake? Or will it be too late?
I continue to keep the faith for my peoples' sake
Can't ever stop believin' in a dream
Take care of yourself and take care of your team
A legacy of wealth
The family here to help
Champions carry belts, so be careful with yourself
Let's get dough together, then we can blow the cheddar
We all know better, we birds of the same feather
What goes around comes around, so spread love
Keep the peace, there's no need to shed blood
Peace and happiness is where I'm tryna get to
A real OG from the streets, the things I been through
All the things I seen, gotta keep a strong mental
Label me a king, speak the truth on any tempo
I do it 'cause my people need it
Plus these raps is payin' off, I think I found my meanin'
I knew I had a reason
You see this money game is somethin' like a doubles game
I'm just tryna double up, they gon' know the name
They wanna get close to peep my aura
I'm grateful for the listeners, peace to my supporters
The hate come 'fore success, I'm droppin' all quarters
Supply to demand, I'm takin' all orders
I got art to deal and we got deals to seal
To whom I appeal? They gon' feel the real
I give you sounds, hope it help you get by
The voice of the people, open up your third eye
[Outro]
Colorful wording backed by no action
You dig what I'm saying?
[?] always been buyin' the 8-ball
[?]
Because n***as been sellin' drugs since the 80s
When they was sellin' drugs when I was twelve, or thirteen, or fourteen...
[?] was [?] with Jordans
...guess what? Reverend [?] was back, and n***as are still sellin' drugs for Jordans!
Ain't nothin' changed
You blew your chance! And this what they said in the 50s when they came [?] great society, right? And [?] put his neck on the line for melanated people to finally get a taste of what Americanism actually had to offer—
They said, "Yo, you blew your chance! We don't have nothin' else to say to you n***as"