| The man above been talking to me | |
| He said he understands my view | |
| He's always walking with me | |
| Cause he sees what | |
| I've been through | |
| When the world starts kicking me around | |
| All in my face, make me want to put 'em down | |
| Trying to earn, trying to learn, trying to love like a man | |
| Sometimes it feels like it's out of my hands- | |
| I'm from the hood that's forever sinning | |
| Where life is took for granted here so death is winning | |
| Nothing but blues around, feels like we're losing out | |
| Times that spent in this environment confuse a child | |
| As a juvenile | |
| I ran wild | |
| I ran out of blessings | |
| Been in and out of prison as an adolescent | |
| My goal was getting it, til something said to turn my life around | |
| Redirect my hustle, and go legitimate | |
| Til I get corporate and invest fortunes | |
| With exec bosses sitting behind a desk at the office | |
| I'm left jobless, nobody hiring ex-convicts | |
| That don't mean | |
| I'm less conscious | |
| It's so hard when they close doors | |
| And when you looking like a so-called hip hoppa you get nada | |
| Stereotyped, scarred for life stigmata | |
| But still a kid's gotta get a dolla | |
| I tackle choices every day that's hopeless | |
| I hear a voice saying "stay focused" | |
| Fast money, cars, and broads will mislead you | |
| Love backwards here is evol but it's legal | |
| Multi-task | |
| I make a fortune faster | |
| Keep rhymin til | |
| I'm climbing up the corporate ladder | |
| In my community, you've gotta go out of your way if you're out to get paid | |
| Than back up and wait for opportunity | |
| I try not to blame society | |
| I eat my pride cause | |
| I know deep inside it's me | |
| But not entirely, when a man try to live righteously | |
| And propriety turn to anxiety | |
| I thought | |
| I paid back the system when | |
| I stayed in prison | |
| Left the stripes, see what success is like | |
| But the way they set the price | |
| You spent your childhood in the wild hood | |
| You're in debt for life | |
| I figured out what was talking with me | |
| When I do right | |
| I feel him walking with me | |
| So I'm adamant, some call it arrogance | |
| I can cope it cause | |
| I know I'm broke for having sense | |
| But my back's against the wall, it's getting rough to get a buck | |
| In a job with a minimum wage won't get enough | |
| Faced with giving up, and my lady friend's beefing, | |
| Ends ain't meeting, we just an argument away from splitting up | |
| It gets lonely, my fam disowned me | |
| Called me the black sheep cause | |
| I act street | |
| Yea it's that deep, | |
| I tried to change clicks | |
| Homies flipped on me cause | |
| I don't hang; we have beef | |
| But I'm at peace so that cease, at least | |
| I ain't got no ties on my | |
| Porsche ride | |
| And no time for no crime, knowing that the most high | |
| Is watching with a close eye | |
| They say I'm from the hood | |
| That mean | |
| I'm no good |
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