[Hook: Yung Slugg]
Reminiscing all of the sacrifices we made
To get to where we at, sadly some prices were paid
From the bottom of the pit, to the top of the flame
We all we got in the city, Where the protectors are vague
Rip to my n***as, Rip to my grandma
My fam is surfing my waves, tell them don't worry bout Santa
Celebrating as legends
The pen and pad is my weapon
In order to be forgiven, n***a these are my confessions
[Verse 1: Yung Slugg]
Pressure busting your pipes, n***a you thinking too hard
My siblings were never spoiled, we raised to go out and ball
You just like diabetics, cuzz you exposed to the sweet
And like we say on the field, n***a we going to eat
We nfz to the whites, they say we n***as from zoos
And all the bullsh** is spoken, until you using your shoes
So I'm just casually walking, provocative but it's true
And its just something we live, a prophecy to pursue
Seconds to minutes to hours, I flourish into a flower
From concrete they devour, the morals often beat power
My city's home to the demons, sinning the only way out
Finesse and dodging the crime, preventing sh** to go south
Beyond the thoughts of a gun, I try to fire with rhymes
My lust for money is strong, always gon' carry a dime
They hear my voice and rejoice, like all the Germans to Hitler
Hail to a promise forgotten, will never bow down to quitters
Now we
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Holding the nicotine, downing Sprite bottles in trance
The Molly whop is the hobby, probably when sh** hits the fan
Siren singing the anthem, my crew is optimistic
Tangible stress taking over, feel the antagonistic
Vibes of our pride, we reside off in the clouds we will hide
Filling the tank up with diesel, so we can take off and fly
Am I the guy to rely, on when my fam is in need
The future seems to be bright, but critics shadow my seed
Please take a moment, consider my father's sacrifices
Please take a moment, consider my mamas sacrificing
Toast to my guardians, all of them throughout my whole journey
No questioning to my promise, I am already worthy
Haven't you heard me, or are you considered contrary
Whether or not we make it out, all of our blessings were once homed inside a sanctuary