They want the real deal, Big N8 steady in that field with no shield
Loss my cousin to that illness, Should've been one of my enemies killed
However, I'm pass them days, found a better way cope with plays
Grind'd hard for every year, I've Paved the way
Instagram got a hold on these generations living sinful ways
Now what a time to be alive, god put in this place and I arrived
If you ain't rocking this wave, I pray to yo local church from the heart, That you tide
MmHmm, Listen
I know many of us can't, But keep ya pride
It's Better to know god, than for yo soul to deny
Now, Take a Look up at the sky all around....remember why
They be like N8, "how you been so blessed" ?
Well Many miles from the hood, I left that mess
Ain't nun cool bout the ghetto, broke off like a Lego
Seems you gangstas stick around for years, can't let go
And it might be my presence, a matter fact I'm a-gift....a present
Grew up in that grove, but I've learnt to be pleasant
Got no time for teaching, Imma peasant (Yet), for many, this a real non-fiction lesson
What you stressing ? Life is good, it's a blessing
For your kids, better correct em, during their adolescence
Show em love and make that present, If you miss they grow up disrespecting
And I'll remind you once, please take a chance with a every month
Never know when your last breath is near, your stories done
Possibly, A family with a death they can't fund With bills overloaded, no disconnect to run
Sadly, that's the journey son N8
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They want the real deal, Big N8 steady in that field with no shield
Loss my cousin to that illness, Should've been one of my enemies killed
However, I'm pass them days, found a better way cope with plays
Grind'd hard for every year, I've Paved the way
Instagram got a hold on these generations living sinful ways
Now what a time to be alive, god put in this place and I arrived
If you ain't rocking this wave, I pray to yo local church from the heart, That you tide
MmHmm, Listen
I know many of us can't, But keep ya pride
It's Better to know god, than for yo soul to deny
Now, Take a Look up at the sky all around....remember why
They be like N8, "how you been so blessed" ?
Well Many miles from the hood, I left that mess
Ain't nun cool bout the ghetto, broke off like a Lego
Seems you gangstas stick around for years, can't let go
And it might be my presence, a matter fact I'm a-gift....a present
Grew up in that grove, but I've learnt to be pleasant
Got no time for teaching, Imma peasant (Yet), for many, this a real non-fiction lesson
What you stressing ? Life is good, it's a blessing
For your kids, better correct em, during their adolescence
Show em love and make that present, If you miss they grow up disrespecting
And I'll remind you once, please take a chance with a every month
Never know when your last breath is near, your stories done
Possibly, A family with a death they can't fund With bills overloaded, no disconnect to run
Sadly, that's the journey son N8
Loss my cousin to that illness, Should've been one of my enemies killed
However, I'm pass them days, found a better way cope with plays
Grind'd hard for every year, I've Paved the way
Instagram got a hold on these generations living sinful ways
Now what a time to be alive, god put in this place and I arrived
If you ain't rocking this wave, I pray to yo local church from the heart, That you tide
MmHmm, Listen
I know many of us can't, But keep ya pride
It's Better to know god, than for yo soul to deny
Now, Take a Look up at the sky all around....remember why
They be like N8, "how you been so blessed" ?
Well Many miles from the hood, I left that mess
Ain't nun cool bout the ghetto, broke off like a Lego
Seems you gangstas stick around for years, can't let go
And it might be my presence, a matter fact I'm a-gift....a present
Grew up in that grove, but I've learnt to be pleasant
Got no time for teaching, Imma peasant (Yet), for many, this a real non-fiction lesson
What you stressing ? Life is good, it's a blessing
For your kids, better correct em, during their adolescence
Show em love and make that present, If you miss they grow up disrespecting
And I'll remind you once, please take a chance with a every month
Never know when your last breath is near, your stories done
Possibly, A family with a death they can't fund With bills overloaded, no disconnect to run
Sadly, that's the journey son N8
Writer: Nathan Ramos
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