My wife and daughters depend on me They look to me for courage and strength, so I keep that energy It's meant for me; I'm stronger than most, but I got these tendencies I think big, but the smaller shit be offending me You ignore if you friends with me; cross me, it's like the world's ending I turn evil the second one of my girls mentioned I bench press stress and curl tension Hold the weight on my shoulders 'cause I'm shaped like a soldier Now I got your attention I talk to God, but it's not for repentance My lil' homie was shot by that entrance Don't call me bro if you not my descendant I spit fear like I'm not full of vengeance Get stripped bare like a plot from The Revenant If I offend you, it's not my intentions The judge spoke a couple words, I was shocked by the sentence No reminiscin', just rememberin' The world to your family is in your hands; they're dependent
They say that love is equal to pain (Got a love that is true, that is true) Guess we don't see these people the same When love is gone, but the evil remains Now they speaking our names A shaky link gon' weaken your chain Yeah, now lieutenants focus they lenses on you (Got a love that is true, that is true) Prosecutors call codefendants on you The judge know that he got a sentence for you Not every friend is loyal But your wife and kids is dependin' on you
Half a million on this Maybach, it's two-tone Like my nigga Two-Tone, he in the sky like this Benz when the roof gone Lot of memories, lot of dead homies Lot of funerals paid for for niggas who wasn't kin to me I envy this heart of mine, it feel for niggas all the time Niggas bite the hand and think that I'm just s'posed to fall in line Never been my style, like blowin' smoke from a Black & Mild Niggas want the smoke? Creep up on the whip when it's backin' out You gon' get this whole clip like SportsCenter Spin the block, leave that nigga leanin' on his car like ten o'clock Send a opp Long as my Amiris got this torch in 'em? Avenge your man's death and your ass gon' be in the morgue with 'em Ayo, Ransom Ayo, talk to these niggas, man You think I made it to 42 by luck, nigga? Jackie Robinson jersey matchin' my journey through life Yeah, haha
Seein' this life got my vision a daze No more livin' afraid, got rid of my frivolous ways Speak with the soul of indigenous slaves Your religion is vague Would you plant a tree if you knew you couldn't sit in its shade? Came from the dirt like I'm diggin' the grave They say that a prisoner cage'll give you additional greys Cherish your kids in these pivotal days Television is [?] Every Black male is in jail and all our women is crazed They say you blessed if you live to this age Either you livin' amazed or you just live in a maze I'm in no position to gauge What I'm pursuing is great, but Everybody dies with food on they plate Just nod your head if you, too, can relate If you maneuver in faith, then you'll be choosin' your place 'Cause it ain't 'bout losin' a race Make sure you cross the finish line My brother told me be in my soul, that's what I did this time
They say that love is equal to pain (Got a love that is true, that is true) Guess we don't see these people the same When love is gone, but the evil remains Now they speaking our names A shaky link gon' weaken your chain Yeah, now lieutenants focus they lenses on you (Got a love that is true, that is true) Prosecutors call codefendants on you The judge know that he got a sentence for you Not every friend is loyal But your wife and kids is dependin' on you
Got a love that is true, that is true Got a love that is true, that is true
Compositores: Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Braden Mitchell Watt (Brady Watt), Randy Jay Nicholls, Nicholas Craven, Carlos Homes ECAD: Obra #35136461