People Like Us/Questions

[Verse]

This for my uninsured visionaries

I know that freedom starting to feel scary

My past worries getting buried in success flurries

My 10th year we been a threat shit getting scary

At dinner time we ate dreams cause pockets varied

Overly dedicated channeled my bohemian

Religion overrated we slaves tryna be free again

Something to think about

My mama teaching be the reason i don't leave the house

So much deceit you speak

Don't tell me something that's gon make me preach

I got jewels but never rock em less it's on my teeth

You call it street that's normal i never lived cordial portal of gods// lead niggas to water but never aim to spoil

My past life as a child with no act right

Lead a nigga to be a god now he feel like he passed christ

Pass nice, my conglomerate can raise the gas price

Fast nights, told shorty she could blow the bagpipe

The feds watch, hide my drugs in Henny L.O. dropbox

Fuck the cops stay yo ass off my block

You'll never blow on my watch

Stored the chopper in the stove with the wok

Killing these bots i'm king nigga

Higher than it seems nigga

[Chorus]

Just keep yo head above the bullshit and fly nigga

People like us was made for the sky nigga

Keep it real with yourself and don't you lie nigga

The world hate you but you my nigga, my nigga

[Verse]

How many rhymes I gotta kick for you to love this shit

How many times I gotta curse get on the mothership

How many times you gotta flip that pack

How many ounces does it take for you give mine back I'm saying, how many bullets does it take to be the man

How many brothers gotta die at your hands

How many times I gotta stomp my feet

How many times will it take for you to find your peace

You wanna live in harmony but niggas be testing

You grabbing your weapon

But for the cheese you'll get on your knees no praying for heaven// you shooting pass that

How many niggas you gotta rob for you to reach the nasdaq

The crack is in your ass crack, they seen it

How many sold they soul so they can be all on your zenith

How many crossed over and seen the light, have you seen it

How many questions does a nigga have to ask

Before you turn me to a thing of the past I got a question

[Chorus]

I got a question, questions

Got these, got these

Questions, questions

Got these

Cameras flash, the world pass, the blunt ashes

Question my future, with pit maneuvers, I lost my passion

Laminating my thoughts another blunt I'm caught

Red & blue, rear view visions, of all the days I caught the spark

And then I left on noah's arc

Bad decisions but I'm trapped inside a prison

I mean, my cloudy mind, i mean, on borrowed time

A fiend for my own shine, just a victim of the times

Keep asking questions

[Chorus]

Just a victim of the times a fiend for my own shine

Just a victim of the times a fiend for my own shine

Just a victim of the times yo