What the Future Holds

[Intro]

A big city, baby

Time to build on some shit

Y'all people dont understand

That shit is real out here

I'ma tell y'all a story

Now this story didn't happen too long ago

And it wasn't that far away

It's about some real niggas

Niggas doin real things... aight

So let me get to the first page

And I'll break it down like this; Chapter One

[Verse 1: Lil' Fame]

I was a young child, lost, went to church on Sundays

Walking a narrow road that lead me to gunplay

I was a good boy, respect my mommy

Looked up to them OG's like Querto, Phil, and Donny

Felt good as a young nigga

Comin' home from school gettin' love from them neighborhood drug dealers

Wrote change, Cadillac Sevilles

But spoke real, was a tradition (Brownsville)

That was the first chapter, passin' these stages

But the book is wider and it's a lot more pages

The game changed, people got foul

And the same little church boy is buckwild

Runnin wit' my homeboys from 339

And 1545, totin .45's

I kept dreams of being a rap dude

But I know the streets too well so I pack tools

I lost a lot of loved ones to these streets

And lost a lot of loved ones over beef

That goes to show those streets haunt ya

Look what society created now, a monsta

[Chorus: M.O.P.]

My day and age was a different role

It's when a slug take a nigga's soul

(Slug take a nigga's soul)

Follow your dreams and follow your goals

'Cause who knows what the future holds?

(Who knows what the future holds?)

Our man died and was left cold

Because a slug took the nigga's soul

(Slug took the nigga's soul)

Follow your dreams and follow your goals

'Cause who knows what your future holds

(This is what your future holds)

[Verse 2: Billy Danze]

I wish somebody would lend a hand, so they could see how I feel inside

I'm on an emotional roller coaster ride

Nothing to hide

A long time ago I set aside my pride and used my past as a ghetto guide

A few good men died, several wept, stood beside me

So I could smooth out the road for those that come behind me

You know where you can find me, out on the back blocks

Grippin' black Glocks in front of crack spots (It's just a hobby)

And since I was a baby

Thuggin', smokin', drinkin', totin' is how the First Family raised me

(He who lives as a gangster, will perish in these streets)

I know that's deep

But I still shed tears for my mother, two years, after she'd been laid to rest

And still some things I need to chisel off my chest

My remedy for stress, I conversate wit' my oldest brother

Ten years after his death

I know there's nothin' left

So I'm forced to take a deep breath before I attempt to take another step

A lot of brothas slept

A lot of brothas was left cold in the street and told

This is what your future holds

[Chorus: M.O.P.]

My day and age was a different role

It's when a slug take a nigga's soul

(Slug take a nigga's soul)

Follow your dreams and follow your goals

'Cause who knows what the future holds?

(Who knows what the future holds?)

Our man died and was left cold

Because a slug took the nigga's soul

(Slug took the nigga's soul)

Follow your dreams and follow your goals

'Cause who knows what your future holds

(This is what your future holds)

[Outro]

So there you have it

You see, a lot of niggas talk about bullshit

Talkin' about cars, jewels, and money

But in all reality, we all come out the same bag of shit

Some of us may never see tomorrow

So my niggas

Don't you never, don't you ever... forget where you come from

Salute

M.O.P. for life, baby