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"