[Verse 1: Darrin Baker]
My n***as billing up rolling up an instagram
Tryna visualize the bigger picture through the contraband
Dreams of stacking bread a few n***as weighing triple beams
Other s**as praying I drop like Visine
Sticky situation I pray I go far
And when the stress builds up that's my cue to go hard
Nowadays youngins' chiefing got they lungs black as Haitians
Where I'm from the weed stink meaner than Tom Dubois
More times I'm feeling like a hypocrite
Living life on the fence while tryna preach to my friends
Even before I sin I'm already thinking repent
God give me the strength so I can control my actions
Youngin took an AM imagine his life in a cell
You fall asleep with a dream only to wake up in hell
Bullets flying like planes landing in fellas I know
And you wonder why they carry nobel by their belts
[Verse 2: Darrin Baker]
They ain't gonna listen to the reverends
Advising em' to put em' twins down word to 9/11
Instead they tryna make a profit like Muhammad
So you could run but em' bullets sending you to heaven
Imagine looking up to someone buried
What would they tell you
Cop a strap, retaliate or practice math, graduate?
The system that got blacks trapped we gravitate
To the hard life, remaining scars of our lives
This ain't what Martin died for
You ain't hear his dream
k**ing our own kind moving crack to the fiends
Mothers snorting lines and her kids she ain't feed
That's why they walk around piss poor can I breathe
Words of a lyrical trapper moving bricks through these bars
Watch fiends hit em' keys like Swizz Beats caught a domestic charge
Bagging up hope while they're slanging the dope
Don't fall victim to the schemes of the devil in oath