I'm in a postion of power, so ain't no way we could collide

I'm doing my diligence as a man

I just got one job, provide

Wanna hang on the block he died

Mama heard he got shot she cried

When granny nem heard it they couldn't even react

They did all they could they tried

Yeah, that shit getting heavy ain't it

The pressure gon' push on yo shoulders

Make some paper then push it in folders

Overcoming whatever they throw at us

Free my lil nigga Cease my nigga in jail

Every time I go see em he tell us "its well"

If my niggas don't glo imma feel like I failed

Yeah

Creeping to the stu I felt the need to paint a picture

Could never question where I stand nigga I was witcha

All the cars and the bitches could never be where I put my pride at

You can pick where you die if that glizzy in reach we gon' leave you wherever you try it at

All a nigga know is cold winters

Hood going up the whole summer

I'm the one nigga you the wrong number

If we was average they would never hate us

We gon' tie the score & they gon' celebrate us

To get where I'm at gotta work at it

Rappers don turned all you niggas to perc addicts

I see how the lil niggas look at us

I see how they make they decisions

I see how the system don't value my life & they locking us up 'cause its business

They don't wanna have to talk about that

Hit the store he gon' walk with the strap

I'ma buy me a Jeep with the hawk on the back

Talk to the boss where the offices at

Don't make the bet unless you know you gon' win

Dealership love me they know imma spend

She lookin hard 'cause she know who I are

Think for yourself or you'll never go far

I don't wanna be Pac nigga, imma hot nigga

Fuck you tryna be something that you not nigga

Imma show I'm the truth 'til I rot nigga

In my position of power

I'm in a postion of power, so ain't no way we could collide

I'm doing my diligence as a man

I just got one job, provide

Wanna hang on the block he died

Mama heard he got shot she cried

When granny nem heard it they couldn't even react

They did all they could they tried

Yeah, that shit getting heavy ain't it

The pressure gon' push on yo shoulders

Make some paper then push it in folders

Overcoming whatever they throw at us

Free my lil nigga Cease my nigga in jail

Every time I go see em he tell us "its well"

If my niggas don't glo imma feel like I failed

Yeah