Tre Eiht - P. L. B. B. Lyrics

My pops told me it would be like this
You gon' miss your youth, I ain't believe that shit
We hit the streets quick to get the dividends
But sometimes I wish I was a kid again

Royal blue, Jordan 1s, got the latest pair
Forgot how easily the material breaks and tears
Plus you know the cats making em is slaving
Told Guttah Wear lets make our own shoe, why pay for theirs
Wanted a seat at the table, tried to take a chair
The OGs said I wasn't ready but I stayed prepared
And all their wifeys loved to compliment the (Chill, chill, chill, chill...)
Ain't shit new to the kid
My dudes'll air this place out Catch 2 to the wig, ya dig
2 Shots in ya beanie
My mother was an addict, we're like Tupac and Afeni
5 Years ago you'd catch me on the block if you needed me but
Sometimes I recall being younger than 4
144 Post Avenue on the door
Only Pre-K but the attitude was mature
Cocaine DNA passing through in my core but my family was never poor
I had fashion you cant afford
Pop dukes switched his life up, gratitude to the lord
Never left his Hondurican, Black and beautiful boy
Tired of feds sneakily passing through in the fords and snake niggas around him Compact with cruel inner thoughts
Momma needed something for help, maybe crack'll do it she thought
I was 2 weeks old but we patched it up with a talk
F*ck I look like being upset at shit from 97
When maybe their relationship was tense and highly stressin'
Pops a cheater but he loved her and he purchased her things
Then May 30th, momma gave birth to a King

Yesterday was my 23rd anniversary of birth
I ain't exactly where I wanna be but, what hurts me even worse is
The fact Pigs still wanna hurt us with no purpose
And we only see justice for about a third of the murders
After Big Floyd we making sure that they heard us
Thinking every black boy be on the curb with a burner
Stop and frisk
That really was the worst shit for certain
Cause even if they caught you with a roach, it was curtains
Let us toast to survival through this pandemic, never stand
Timid toward a pig who belittles the black mans image
At one point I was wildin', that Xan vision different
White Haven Beach, I heard that the sand there's exquisite
A world of peace is what the man in me wishes
Along with a yacht so I can watch the manatees swim in
Grateful for this time with no mans or family in prison
But for my sisters you will get blammed like Bam did for Chicken
Rest in Peace
The streets is a funny place
My thunnys ate but they still be keeping the gun in case they gotta go and hunt for prey
From Syria, Kuwait, to Lebanon. Its Metatron, still We Humbly Pray

My pops told me it would be like this
You gon' miss your youth. I ain't believe that shit
We hit the streets quick to get the dividends
But sometimes I wish I was a kid again