Ours

[Verse] Yuh Before my heavens in the sky, my demons need to fall I guess I seen it all, I need a shoulder I can lean towards I need help or whatever that may mean to y'all You may be rich, but that sound sound the cheapest dog You say you living, I can tell you never breathed before My nigga this ain't chess, this a sport I'ma say it from my chest, boy you pork Niggas they ain't eating with no bev or a fork It make no sense to put a pen in this war, I cut my palms And then I write these lyrics with a sword You can see it in my spirit, ay, see it in my core Nigga, I ain't here to share a plate or do a nigga chores Put my negatives away, and put that euphemism forward I been pedalling away so I could move the movement forward, getting shitty drunk And now I'm looting in the store, it's so confusing to be poor with rich minds My nigga, get behind, you missed yours My nigga, get behind, you missed yours How i'm supposed to thrive in the city? Whats a MIKE to a businessman named Billy? Grab the mic, keep spitting then the chants came quickly like "MIKE, keep spitting" Like "MIKE, keep spitting"