Released on April 19, 2024

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[Intro: Swank]

Yeah

Aye

Yeah, yeah

Aye, look


[Swank]

Boy, take a look at yourself

Back where you started

Was making progress, you needed some help

The devil is on you

Soon as I get you to put the blunt down

You picking up the cup now

That alcohol shit in your genetics

Look at your uncles, your father

Damn near took a drink to do everything, running from problems

And now you want to follow suit

God ain't tailor that for you

Nigga, you your own man

Stand on your own two (Two, two, two, two...)


[King Draft]

And these two feet travel around these loose streets with tight pockets

Same disease for generations

Failing school, but we all projects

Same cycle, but it's no progress

It's been a challenge, just tryna dodge it

In this game, even bystanders can't be a novice

Hard knocks, gotta do the knowledge

The way I came up, it ruined college

Niggas yelling 252 meant something way way different to me


[Swank]

How they feel about you where you from?

You get peace where you sleep

Back home, they giving niggas jersey numbers in the clink

Make me sit back and think "What if I chose a different way?"

Follow my uncles and my pops, both them niggas gone today

I got homies selling weight

I got homies gangbangin'

I got homie totin' Glocks with switches, shooting at oppositions


[King Draft]

Look at our position, we 2 guards

Talkin Paul Pierced right to the hearts, we too scarred

World full of juice and pills

Cemetery mommy tears is spilled

Casket sprays with daffodils

I had homies that was mourning in the morning, vision haunted

I had homies that was laughing cuz they said they homies pointed and they didn't miss


[Swank]

Now I'm back sippin' shit

Niggas killed my homie right before he tried to quit the shit

Man, how many blunts I gotta roll

To numb the pain of those that's gone

All the soldiers we done lost to them triggers got me triggered

Got me filling up swishers

Filling up cups of liquor

Filling up the crib with bitches

Running from it, I'll admit it

All the pain, I tried to hide it

See me out and I be smiling

But inside, I be drowning

Weighed down by these vices