Released on February 24, 2023

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M1OnTheBeat

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[Verse]

Yo, you see, the place that I came from

It's real tough, you gotta' stay strong

Too much pain, now my brain's numb

I don't wanna' make songs

Cah most of my mate's gone

Took my day one, who's the blame on?

Now they got him caged up

I gotta' make sure he's good

He was with me in the hood and never changed up

When I was locked up, they didn't say much

See me doing well they wanna' smother me with fake love

But just on a bird, they put my hands in them chaincuffs

But I don't learn, cah I'm still upon the same stuff

Roads, moving like straight thugs

Living on the streets, like, mommy didn't raise us, the game's fucked

Everytime I hear that ringtone

It's probably my friend, trynna' call me from the payphone

It's been 5 years since he's been home

And he's still got 20 years left, everyday I miss bro

But I guess that's how this shit goes, when you're fully involved

I just pray that I get to see my kids grow

You can keep the fame and the thick hoes

You got a name, Mr Big Show, but all of it just gets old

Actin' out of impulse

I could've caught a body, yeah I've been close

Put me in the bin tho, [?] and bars on my window

Feds getting intel, so who's giving info?

See, I've been broke, with nothing but a brickphone

Had to get a brick sold, and now I'm counting big notes

Increase the income, I can't go home until the shits done

The reload just came in a big lump

And I'm still duckin' plain clothes

All the money in the world can't make the pain go

It's got me looking at the sky, like why you take bro?

Cah, he really had a great soul, nobody came close

I can't hide it, my face's shown

I don't wanna' talk or have a chit-chat, but you can sit back

This is more than a sick track, it's not just rapping, cuz' I live that

Risked it, and did that

I don't wanna' speak on the violence

I'm probably getting preed by the Trident

I know they wanna' catch me breachin' my license

But I just need a reason, I'm riding, let me just keep being silent

Never had a job, cah' the streets were providing

I know it seems so enticing, but you don't know the slightest

Bro got one, gotta' count his bodycount

Then he put a body down

Freedom is priceless, I still speak to my lifers

They tell me I ain't gotta' pick and choose

I just gotta' hit the booth, cuz they know I spit the truth

I'm the only artist that they listen to, now it's time to make bigger moves

M1OnTheBeat

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