"Opps on the block I spotted them, I'm an expert opp, spotter, nigga, i will geek on the beat...
(NOW LOOK) it's an intergalactic galaxy which we thrive in, and if my brothers have money hand them some guns and guide them, because it be the key to street survival, my broski told me I'm his idol now he gone look like what should I do? (Imma speak), that nigga tripping I gotta tell em when you spin you watch your rivals and if the cops is on the scene alar akbar this ain't the bible (shit) I understand the streets is hard I understand we went to far, but when there's major violence and no guidance in this cruel cold world, the tidal always feels shallow in your heart (ma heart) but when you feel like breaking down just know you always have a god, he prays for civilisation and world peace, but we as people often go too far, now heading out my cage in prison where my mind was really sprung I, see the sleepy hallowed clouds filled with water in their lungs
(I know it's tough) but I keep thriving, for better or worse but either way I'm still breathing a couple bands in my purse, I guess this life is taking off and now I'm breaking a curse (the curse)
We feel like life is hard sometimes, but we keep pushing (and pushing) (and pushing), in the end we find the life that's worth living (loving) (and loving), when I'm down on my knees it makes god hurrrt, but my pain will be over, you just gotta grieve, (first), and break out of this curse (ma bro)
Now I'm a little big, older and my bros is on my shoulders, soon as I hear there doing better, well, my heart turns warmer I know my bro just had a daughter take her on a trip, to Florida and show that there's more to life then cold hearts and swifty boredom, all prayers go to the sky when me and brothers reunite, about five something years back we were overdosing, while spinning on them bikes, I truly know that god is happy, hearts are melting not with ice, now everytime we revisit he's thankful I did right with life and I processed the might light, cause in the end we all die, but I'm just happy we're alright me and my brothers roll down windows taking trips, broad day or, midnight
We feel like life is hard sometimes, but we keep pushing (and pushing) (and pushing), in the end we find the life that's worth living (loving) (and loving), when I'm down on my knees it makes god hurrrt, but my pain will be over, you just gotta grieve, (first), and break out of this curse (ma bro)
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