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Championships

 

Championships

(앨범: Championships - 2018)


Yeah, uh

All the youngins in my hood popping percs now
Getting high they get by, it's getting worse now
You gotta tell 'em put them guns and the percs down
Them new jails got ten yards in 'em and that's your first down, uh
And I ain't come here to preach
I just had to say something 'cause I'm the one with the reach
Younging gotta quarter ounce, he tryna turn into Meech
Ain't had no daddy, he's had to learn from the streets
I used to be a honor roll student, damn
Then I turned to a beast
The first time I seen a nigga get some blood on his sneaks
He had on Air Max 93s but was slumped in the street
His mama crying, that there's a sign to me, oh Lord
The shit I'm doing for my hood I won't get an Award
I used to sell Reggie, damn how' I get to the Forbes
I take a shot if I miss I'm getting on boards
Ain't quitting no more, like give me some more
We went Old Navy it felt like Christian Dior
Was dead broke but rich in soul, was we really that poor?
Was we really that dumb? 'Cause we carry a gun
And every nigga in my neighborhood carrying one
'Cause we had nightmares of our mamas got to bury her son
I'm speaking to you as a prophet as rare as they come, uh
Gunshots sound like music hanging out the Buick
Why you wanna be a shooter?
Mama told me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm locked up in a prison
Calling mama like I shouldn't have did it
Watch my dream shatter in an instant
I'm on a visit posing for the picture
Like I'm going for my prom or something
Like I ain't facing time or something
Ride for these niggas like that shit ain't hurt my mom or something
Only one gon' get me commissary or even buy me something
When it all fall down
I can call y'all now
Even if I hit your phone
That won't get me home
Seen so many different times , these niggas did me wrong
Shit that's the reason that I did this song

Shit we was kids used to play on the step
A couple years later we flirting with the angel of death
I was eleven years old, I got my hands on the Tec
When I first touched it that shit gave me a rush
My homie's dying I'm like "Maybe we next"
That just made me a threat
Knowing the niggas smoke my daddy it just made me upset
Made me a man shit I was five when God gave me my test
Go to court with a court apointed and he won't say object
Now it's you against the state and you ain't got no cake
Jail overpopulated they ain't got no space
I know a younging that got murked ain't get to drive no Wraith
But he in hearse on the way to church, I know his mom gon' faint
When she smell like embalment fluid, cologne all on her baby
Pastor said he sending you home, she going crazy
When they drop that casket all in the ground, who gon' save me?
How could you blame me? When I'm tryna stay alive and just survive and beat them odds when niggas die by twenty-five
When I stop fearing for my life, when I decide to change my mind And stop toking
Tryna smoke the pain away, they lock us up for smoking
Put 'em on probation, lock you up if you ain't perfect
Victims of the system like a rain drop in the ocean
They closing all the schools and all the prisons getting open

Yeah
See coming from where I come from
We had to beat the streets
Beat the system, beat racism, beat poverty
And now we made it through all that we at the championship

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