Rxch Leek - Neighbor's Throne Lyrics

Daily drama like this shit ain't hard enough
We walk in any corner store the clerk be quick to target us
We products of society
Rotations get us started up
See yeen got to lie to me
That really make it hard to trust
We can't go for none of that
Cause once you break my trust bitch ain't no coming back
I f*ck once
And halfway up the field by time they running back
A russian cream
I see em teaming up I'm yelling f*ck the team
You got to dream as big as f*cking Martin or it's f*ck the dream
I'm traumatized
I hear the screams of when my brothers mother died
He run outside
He crying for some help
Somebody come inside
I feel his pain
Aint nothing that's replacing whats a mothers eyes
It's do or die
And trust me nigga she proud up on the other side
We at the funeral
We lay a queen to rest her soul so beautiful
Im sitting back I'm looking at my brother damn what you would do
It flip it a switch
I love the grind my work ethic unusual
You lose a few
But f*ck it cause you only got to prove to you
Hey I gotta chase a bag
I'm watching niggas crash out trying to chase some ass
Grab life by the throat and finger f*ck her with your favorite hand
Wipe it off
Niggas act like pussies just be typing thoughts
They type a lot
Skipped out on them bathrooms where we fight a lot
Walking to the store back when the kiddies ride
Then soon he stopped the walking spot right there that's where my nigga died
That nigga he was harmless
Just a victim of the genocide
Still prayed for him regardless
Just a vision of the richer side with Mrs. Right
He had a gun I hoped he never had to use it
Would of told em leave that nigga on the ground before we lose em
You got to make it home
Some nights I saw him out I told him stay at home
King and queen we lay em both to rest this here the neighbors throne
It's always something that's to say the least
You ever had person dream about em make you hate to sleep
Can't f*ck with everybody everybody got a gate to keep
Ain't feeling good today might take a day or just say f*ck em all and take the week
Want to be like rappers who just rapping trying to make it out
You in a herse
You got to understand this shit a business first
The kids listen
Mamas cry to sleep because her kids missing
Betting they can make it in the streets until the smiths hitting
Granny telling stories pulling bullets out
Remember all your cousins in the street yea that's what took em out
You living like a movie unpredicted it's a tragedy
You take look at life and stepping back and shit thats sad to see
Daily drama like this shit ain't hard enough
We walk in any corner store the clerk be quick to target us
We products of society
Rotations get us started up
See yeen got to lie to me
That really make it hard to trust
But we can't go for none of that
Cause once you break my heart bitch ain't no coming back
I f*ck once
And halfway up the field by time they running back
A russian cream
I see em teaming up I'm yelling f*ck the team
Got to dream as big as f*cking Martin or it's f*ck the dream