HONOR (feat. Maurice Macc) Video (MV)

Most my life I been doin' time, it never stopped me from writin' rhymes,
It couldn't keep me from lovin' this music,
It wasn't no other option so I had to choose it,
From the hustlin' the thuggin', the scuffin', the strugglin',
I come up out a hard time like it wasn't nothin'
From fat boy strings and some drop top chucks,
To combat boots and the war laced up

I did it by myself and was drug through the mud,
I done it on my own just to show em I was grown,
I ain't need no help, don't call my phone, on a mash in the lab, writin' songs
In my zone, authentic and classic at the same time,
Me and MeezyRelli on the same grind
Pouring out my heart, off in every line,
Bro doin' the curry off a bogus crime,
These white folk f*ck us over every time, no chance to win, they don't see the deal, can't count
How many innocent people got killed, no trial, no life insurance, no will, and still,
The fact remains, it won't change, it's easy to get in it, but hard to get out the game
Wasn't nothin' like when I heard Cee Lo sang on that 8-ball and that MJ check

I'm a righteous man, and I stand on honor, for you to overstand,
You had to know about karma
I navigate this land, and make God my armor,
I executed my plan, now the storm much calmer
Goin' down, this road u know most won't follow,
It's a massive load, that I toat no problem
I'm a righteous man, and I stand on honor, for you to overstand, you had to know about karma

Hold up, over a decade, in this rap game, would you believe a n***a still ain't bubbled yet
Can you imagine havin' the last 20-some-odd years of your life and still ain't got a lot of trouble yet
A motherf*ckin' vet, they probably hate on me all the time, in public, they gon' never give me my respect
I'm chasin' number checks, I navigate through this land of lollipops, I'ma tryna stay sucker-free

I promise not to let a lover get a f*ck from me,
I grew up thuggin', they ain't f*ckin' with my pedigree
Ain't sweatin' nothin', I'm just tryna be a better me,
A motherf*cka, every time a n***a touch the beat
We know the names gon' change, but the game still remain the same, and
I'ma leave a stain on they brain like when you sniff cocaine, or when you shoot a lil' brown in your vein,
The rowdy, gon' be hard to tame

I used to gang-bang, now I bang a lot of bitches,
I'm maintainin' a mind frame for riches
And ain't no love for lames, and
I ain't trustin' a dame, and
I ain't after the fame in this business
But still, the fact remains, it won't change, it's easy to get in it, but hard to get out the game
It wasn't nothin' like when I heard CeeLo sing on that 8-ball and that MJG

I'm a righteous man, and I stand on honor, for you to overstand,
You had to know about karma
I navigate this land, and make God my armor,
I executed my plan, now the storm much calmer
Goin' down, this road u know most won't follow,
It's a massive load, that I toat no problem
I'm a righteous man, and I stand on honor, for you to overstand, you had to know about karma