Outro

[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