Conscious - Kites lyrics

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Conscious - Kites lyrics

[Intro] My homie Memo was my motherf**ing people One of the few who knew me since my first day born So when I came back to the block Asked his mom, how his son He got wrapped up for a gun You can feel my whole heart get torn We used to go to the abandoned house Right down the street Throwing rocks at the windows when we was bored You were trapping where your mama lives And now your room is eight by six I really wish this sh** wasn't the norm [Verse 1] And he warned me about How your partners could say they're down for life Then won't pick up their charges It ain't because their heartless It's because their fathers With not too many options Prison Industrial Complex, profit off of convicts And starving artists become prospects Bars and bricks gain new context when narcs hit like contests Regardless, them robbers They ain't the only ones that will rob you 'cause cops come, for your freedom And he's young, obnoxiously not cautious But it wasn't his own heat tucked Coke? Nah. Dope? Nah. Selling that good Off them college kids, moving work up out the neighborhood Pool parties, bad chicks, and it's tragic How once you find a way in they cut you out the fabric But you always had a stronger head on your shoulders Since you were a bad-a** kid, taking sh** from no one When I woke this morning before I rolled one, I wrote one And when the day's done, home's one day closer My hopes son Only got 2 years to go bruh! [Chorus] Send a kite to your homies Let'em know that you still alive Let'em know that you still gon' ride Until you die, no So send a kite to your homies Looking out from the inside I tell you sh** never been right And his pride, no [Verse 2] Oh you thought you had it hard? Imagine him up in the yard How those C.O.'s did him left his face still scarred Them racists, said they never seen a _____ with green eyes Situations like these you wish you could freeze time but You being you, you had to keep it true And said I always knew the devil's eyes were blue, wait At that moment the three C.O.'s there Seized the chance they were waiting for 'cause They don't wanna fight fair They proceeded to beat him, bleeding Left him in solitary for three weeks, head still leaking They only let you outside for an hour in the evening And your sh** looks similar to what you've been eating On a yoga mat no thicker than a bible, dreaming About those crazy weekends Talking about the summers we ran You wasn't a k**er, you was the weed man Slavery gets a rebrand Trying to find the moment in your life when it all began But you keep coming up short for a reason, dont let it get you When you get out I'm going to put together all these letters And you gon' see! You ain't even lost it for a second You a legend You fought against one of the systems strongest weapons And that don't make you a reflection I know these judges with a gavel is more dangerous Than you with a smith & wesson Three time possessions turn to felons Can't find a job, go back to selling It's situations like these that put it all in question So when you free I don't know where I'll be But I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure that you're on your feet Stand strong, keep your foundation like concrete Hope you recognize me when you see me coming down The street You're just coming out your slump Let them sleep, while you peak Get what's yours, protect your children Don't let history repeat Do good things, aspects of life you wish you could change And new neighbors make the hood look strange well Hell is better than a cell Hell is better than a cell Let's keep it going [Chorus] Send a kite to your homies Let'em know that you still alive Let'em know that you still gon' ride Until you die, no So send a kite to your homies Looking out from the inside I tell you sh** never been right And his pride, no [Outro] The homies lost they touch, but I'm right here The next president could f** everything up homie I'm right here When ain't nobody else around I'm right here Economy is going down I'm right here They're gentrifying where your momma live I'm right here Its getting hard to stay positive I'm right here She tell you she got something in the oven I'm right here But you were good at making something out of nothing homie I'm right here

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