| This goes out to those who in the grave |
| Loved ones emigrating, the others doing time |
| But we’ll be just right |
| Hold your head, hold your head |
| But don’t ever hold your head down |
| Everybody love it when you’re broke, hate it when you shine |
| Back against the ropes, no frowns, we still smile |
| Hold your head, hold your head |
| But don’t ever hold your head down |
| Got it out the mud serving local in the trap |
| Couple faggots wanted me wacked, had me clutching gats |
| Pumping crack, crack smokers quickly coming back |
| I do about 55 ounces off of brick, it’s jumping back |
| Neighborhood record label popping in my city |
| Dreadlocks, aqua green collar with a fitted |
| Headlock label say if I leave I get a headshot |
| Signed one contract, business venture proposal |
| Pay close attention, tricky dealing with hidden motives |
| Like I said I signed one contract, but noticed |
| Went to jail, came home, label playing me closer |
| Showed me two contracts with my signature and my social |
| What the fuck is that? |
| Let’s be honest. When you check into a hotel and you sign for your room you |
| don’t write your motherfucking social security number next to your signature. |
| I come they got my social next to my shit on two contracts. I only signed one. |
| All I they ever told me was how blessed I was to be under them |
| Reaper’ll kill you, God’s children ain’t the children of men |
| This for those who got picked on and teased all their life |
| Unspoken motives of the cruel, on my knees every night |
| Black termal up under army fatigue with a pipe |
| Itching a brick of biscuit, no need to mimick pretenders |
| Indeed I eat a business when enemies would befriend you |
| Until they see you defenseless and send a nigga to flip you |
| Strictly dealing the district, they leave the building, it’s history |
| Back controlling the city with vacuum sales and them digits |
| Shitting on you bitches who wouldn’t lend me a penny |
| Smiling everytime I’m sticking my dick in one of your women |
| Gates |
| A wise man told me that to get what you want you gotta know what the fuck you |
| want. A wise man also told me that a double-minded man is unstable in all his |
| ways. I’m up in focus. |