[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