Look
(Aye)
I hear the perjury in n****s bars
I can't lie about the truth I can't hide the scars
Been in the field hands dirty going thru life changes
I'm getting close to 30
Shit I use to stress myself with don't even concern me
Use to f*ck up so many times until it burned me
I've gotten better now look
My son getting bigger girl talking wedding gowns
Money gucci I ain't gotta stretch it now
(whoo)
And see the blessings kind of complex cause God
Can touch you with out having his arm stretched
I got some stories for you boy that's probably far fetched
But that's how I know it's a high power beyond death
I almost joined a blood gang til I seen my n***a with them blood stains
Then I seen his mama pain thought about my mama
I love her too much to put her thru all that kinda drama
To bury her son that pain probably give her hella trauma
And iont wanna be the cause of that I wanna bring her join
Send her cross the world so she can brag about her boys
Generations change times get harder
Gotta make more money I gotta move way smarter
Its not about who git it now but who gone last longer
Survival of the fittest
Trying to run a business so I can employ all my n****s
With cases still pending
Charges might stick but the fam gone me lit
On me hunnid percent motha'