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[Intro] Yo [Verse] They say he got rich and switched, now we hardly see him But when you're talking in third person it's hard to see it 'Cause everyone around you changes when you get some money Asking for favours but never asked before, isn't it funny? That baby died due to starvation and negligence 'Cause her mum's busy snorting coke off of the presidents When I just started rapping at first I was hesitant 'Cause it feel like I'm giving the police more evidence When our people die we look to the sky in remembrance Try not to cry, keep it inside, that's emotional excellence My cousin's mum died, I seen how it affected him Can see it in his eyes, he's tired of life, not restlessness It's like the more money I make, the more dangerous I get The paranoia that I battle's infiltrating my meds Every image of that violation stays in my head Have to brush it to the side but rather face it instead Blood on my hands and I weren't even on the scene Gliding virtually at home, just watch it on a screen It's a [?] road to talk to pigs, especially on his deen So fuck it, first day in court go guilty, cop a plea You can say yes to ninety-nine but cede a hundredth time When you caught a four two but you ain't really got the time They're going to say you ain't done nothing for them in your life And they're going to block your number, tell others they wish you'd died Sometimes I feel lost in this world, no-one to talk to 'Cause everybody thinks this blue tick brings in a fortune They can't relate, so they don't know what you're going through Money doesn't bring happiness, but is it supposed to? Low-income areas divided, got the devil on a mission Now the other side see the other side as opposition Older niggas scouting, giving children propositions "Hold this burner, you want to be in my position" The way he sliced his chest, that weren't a surgical incision They're around you when you're popping but won't visit you in prison The hardest thing for stubborn motherfuckers is to listen Take this advice or leave it, that's your decision I can see the envy in my friends Jealousy in my family too Saying that you mad at me When realistically I should be mad at you My heart got broke a long time ago Granny left me, nan I'm mad at you Twelve years later still reminiscing On all the times that I gave my granny attitude