Montana Max - 26th & Cali lyrics

[Hook: Epic] 3x My city is like a zoo My city is like a zoo These crackers keep us in cages We crazy when we get loose [Verse 1: Epic] Grab a pen and try to focus where I came from Sam Cooke got me thinking, "will that change come?" I get this feeling when I write like my veins numb Hands get to moving, hoping that I get paid some Just to get on the mic and try to say something Just to get up and fight, try to relay something Most of these hipsters today, really ain't saying nothing Claiming they all kingpins when you know they wasn't You know for 32 days I had a couple jogies I know that I'm a piece of sh**, but my mama loves me I only sold dope to n***as that would sell to honkeys k** yourself dude, move to another country Yeah man and BBU is like that I wrote you 16 bars hoping you write back PS, do me a favor and try to write facts Come on, give 'em the hook, I know they'll like that [Hook] 4x [Verse 2: Illekt] I'm from a place where it's cool to have no ambition And cracks the only thing that's ever cooked up in that kitchen Money comes first, Jordan, loyalty is second So we code that Scottie Pippen We all got hoop dreams, but me, I got a vision My people united, but we chillin' on division I'm stuck in this world of contradiction, this right here Is what the game's been missing, I bear my soul And you can see that burnin' heart on my sleeve, and I'm asking myself Is freedom something I should still believe in? Oil trills that were built to spill, and she's still in the club Tryna tip drill, tell me just how the f** that zit feel sh**'s real, and you acting like it far from your State of mind, my name is, lifestyles of young, rich, and brainless It ain't hard to find where the pain is Just look where the game is, shameless [Hook] 4x [Verse 3: Jason Perez] At night I can't sleep man, I toss and turn Reading Cathy Cohen so that my soul won't burn Epic had the dream, but I'm standing here Seeing things quite clear, having nightmares My fellas like Pusha T, coked out Huey P Martin on the balcony, Biggie in the backseat Pac sitting shotgun, getting shotgunned Obama is the Prez but his change gon' come Where I come from, North and Damen used to bang Now it's just hipsters talking bunch of f**ing game Hipsters tried to say Yella was they favorite rapper Do what god told me, smack the devil out that cracker Everything you did, young Detroit kids Still I try to find a peace of mind, staying sober through these times Let this little light of mine shine, give me some life More divine than mine, praise to the most high [Hook] 4x