| Got some things that's on my mind I want to put in this beat |
| I just lost like 20 friends I used to love in a week |
| I'm cutting all this People off and leaving them for the streets |
| It's 2024 the shit that I don't want to repeat |
| I don't want me to cheat |
| I just want me to sleep |
| I just me to eat |
| I just want to be free |
| I'll be getting all these vision that I wanna complete |
| I still got dreams I haven't done from when I learnt how to speak |
| It's kinda peak being locked if you never did the crime |
| Fuck the judge, fuck the courts |
| They can never break my spine |
| I'm a soldier in a line with other soldier by my side |
| They can never let me free until they free up Palestine |
| Ask these bitches they will tell you they ain't spoke to me in time |
| I can have 100 friends but what's the point I'm doing fine |
| They keep on calling me a killer, it don't hit me by surprise |
| I'm in jail I got the time but I ain't clearing up their lies |
| I live a life with no regret because it made who I am |
| They think they know me cause of rap and couple throwbacks on the gram |
| They don't know me as a kid |
| Single mother with no dad |
| When my trainers didn't fit me heel was bussing out the back |
| When my uniform was ripped I used to keep it in my bag |
| When I had to steal my clothes and burn the bottom of the tag |
| So tell me all the good things about a life I never had |
| I was fighting for this shit it wasn't placed up in my hands |
| So I ain't priveleged, nigga I'd be far from that |
| You don't have to take me in but lying I ain't part of that |
| I'm screaming free Boogie |
| That's my blood, I want my partner back |
| I miss my brother Bandz he had a son I had a heart attack |
| I wish I saw him at his bearth |
| And tell him I'm his uncle |
| Welcom to the earth |
| Yeah I'm speaking from my heart but I'm not a nerd |
| I'm the same slimmy mother fuckers never wanna hurt |
| Blud I done a lot of dirt |
| Yeah I drill rap a lot |
| Yeah I might be talented |
| Yeah I had a future, but my past is gonna manage it |
| I'll be lying if I said my mother didn't challenge it |
| But living in a hood you're growing up around the savages |
| It turned me to a beast |
| But now I'm seeing the truth |
| All the realer in the cell and all the fakes in the booth |
| Talking shootings and some stabbings that they never would do |
| I've got paigons dissing me but show me the proof |
| Btr say my name inside your song it's gonna give you some views |
| Somebody give them a deal |
| Cause they ain't rappers they frauds |
| Most these rappers ain't real |
| Go and put them on this beat when they ain't rapping no drill |
| Cause I wanna figure how they really got in the field |
| I got siblings just born, I got some bridges to build |
| But I'm going back to drill |
| I'm tryna show you I'm skilled |
| I pray we get this appeal |
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