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Any time my father call , I stare at the phone

Thinking of questions to ask em like what happened at home

I was too young to remember where it all went wrong

But I'm years removed from it

I just leave it alone

Keep in my zone

Focused on a better living

Get my parents out the trenches

Show'em that their absence played a part in my presence

Message meaning

Heaven gleamin on en

It feel like the kids on mud is kinda leanin on em

The future I've seen it on em

Open ya eyes wider

Try to think deeper

Listen further cause murder is louder than linen on Easter

Im never sayin when

Cause loose lips sink ships and breakin news turn stand up fellas to anchormen

I played the bench now I'm startin and I'm stayin here

And fuck roller coaster tycoon cause we ain't playing fair

Heir to throne standin on my own two

Cause when it comes to Jay's you know they had to make a pair

I mirror hova, barely sober for takin ova

Fellas claimin fam but all I see is ray liota

My name ringin like servin soda without a coaster

Sky dreamin puttin my team in livin like we suppose to

I swear god this 2 floor loft is the flyest I live

But I every day I wake up my reality check

Could step outside and get hit wit a stray

I hit B told em bring a strap up north

Nah I ain't a gangster and I don't really want war

Stuck inside a city where the closets look like gun stores

And if they get to trippin start clickin sound like saying chicken wit a lock jaw

Cop cars patrollin burning down on fellas rolling up

I wonder who controlling them

If they the ones controlling us

The gutters filled wit bowlin pins on the corners all goners

Too busy holdin it down to ever know what's up

My motivation just look at these fiends faces

They Skipped the basics same focus as teenagers

They skipped the process and the people that wrote it for em

So they remain the same child just in an older form

God gotta cry , I feel relief when an officer die

We birth flowers they seeds just water our eyes

But Still we rise Feeding families off a piece of the pie

I fade to black

The type of shit that make it hard to relax

I grab a pen start writtin deeper then the knives in my back

A wiz wit the wax , past skin deep still scriptures for tats

My mind tailored never cut em no slack

Still wondering , should I pull cards or start shufflin

Lookin up to God , cause the odds keep doublin

I guess that's why we die over dice

And 4 play the only time we mix liquor wit ice