1 Love
OneMike
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Check it Soon as the blunt rolled, hit the backroads Crack the windows listen as it unfolds I'm sitting back analyzing as the globe spinning Focused as I almost fail to notice that my phone ringing I didn't know the number still answered the call by choice Quickly remembered once I heard that voice (You've got a prepaid call from Blacksmith) I cut off that sentence pressing 5 to accept it He said waddup one, it's been the ill minute First and foremost how you been, is you still spittin' And I said word you know, sticking to the program Holding it down until you home so we could follow through on old plans Proud without a doubt, finding out he still wrote rhymes He said Prison give you wisdom of men who lived a whole life Once you home we finna cyph & reminisce upon the old times Next he send his blessing through the distance of this phone line Maintaning, plus your motivation hold me up When times is hard behind the bars, it's hard to raise your only son He told me shit was tragic, homie just imagine If we go rewind to back then, and he only stuck to rapping Yeah but legends ain't forgotten, now the rap game garbage Damn near 7 years since the feds hit your apartment All these new artists only make it worse I guarantee the day u finally free we finna break the curse See as an MC you displayed the skills Still weighing scales, movin weight for real Day and night makin deals to pay da bills Shit can get foul when you with the wrong crowd Plus I Just got word your little brother going through a long trial My first thought was how ya moms doin Now you almost almost free Your 20 year old little bro just caught shooting For real black that's the shit to water eyes Especially since your little brother was an artist on the rise He said "shit, life's crazy brother" just like my baby's mother I don't stress who didn't stay in touch now all I say is f*ck em It's hard to trust in these streets, so you remained lowkey You knew a fiends lack of faith, could make him weak He get bagged by the jakes n speaks Then wil'd out and even name some peeps That shit will break your sleep Ayo One, my phone times up Keep on doin you, I'll see you soon The last words before the line cut What good is the money if it comes with paranoia Plus the ones you used to spend it on, aint dare to pay your lawyers Always gotta look over your shoulder You get caught slippin it's all over WORD What good is the money if it comes with paranoia Plus the ones you used to spend it on ain't there to pay your lawyers Always gotta look over your shoulders You get caught slippin it's all over BLOW We hit the avenue, once I got off the phone with black Saw one of the homies so we stopped the wip, hop out to give daps Like waddup? He said Hugging the block, serving cutties fast Watching out for funny cats, tryna make this money stack Word kid, keep handling your business on the low Always listen for the Po, before I finished he said I Know Since he a few years younger kick some wisdom when we spoke But his vision ain't much bigger than wips and expensive clothes And the women kept his attention & gettin lit with his bros Right now they down to turn up wit you But forget you when you broke Naive, blessed & driven destined different road Prison cells or cemeteries who gon visit when you go He nod his head like he listen, though I know he got a thicker skull All he thinkin about is a rep, he gripping the tek, to get the respect But being flashy when you hustle puts a target on your back You almost asking for some trouble, cause they wanting what you have But if you happen to keep it humble, longer you gunna last I was savage when I was young, so this song isn't just a track In... fact, this a form of me giving back To the youth im telling them shoot for the stars and stop shooting gats He said "I ain't scared of shit, won't hesitate to spray a coward I was working for 8 an hour, now I'm smokin a whole 8th an hour The taste is sour, when the money bring crazy power Bullets everywhere if dare a sucker try to take what's ours" A thin line between fearless or foolish Experienced or clueless I'm just tryna Steer you clear from illusions Appearance confuses, even family can dissaseaper when you're losing He said "yeah, I hear you that's true shit I'll hit you in a few to kill some brews I gotta make a couple moves quick" Aight cool We'll be around the city cruising Driving around Windows down stereo system booming like... What good is the money if it comes with paranoia Plus the ones you used to spend it on, aint dare to pay your lawyers Always gotta look over your shoulder You get caught slippin it's all over WORD What good is the money if it comes with paranoia Plus the ones you used to spend it on ain't there to pay your lawyers Always gotta look over your shoulders You get caught slippin it's all over BLOW Went to the park passed the school Dapped his crew, what's the scoop They said 2 cats in crappy suits passed through & asked for you Well Shit, no worry we was born ready Cool calm steady, as he chased a henny shot with more henny Couple hours gone by He boutta serve his last customer Couldn't recognize him, said f*ck it let's stack this money son Handshake through the window of a new Porsche from out of state Passed A bag stashed in a box of newports Then it drives away A quick sale to some rich kid On his way back to the woods they pulled him over wit the quickness Coppers... treat him like a misfit, scared him shitless Said "you tryna make this right? then tell us where'd you get this" Paranoia creepin as he pictures his parents resentment Hesitates then seconds later they persuade him into snitchin Couple minutes down the road to the trenches Shorty had a bad feelin, he ignored it Dealin off them park benches Only Satisfied when his pockets swollen Not knowing that the cops patrolling from a distance with dark lenses They pulled up he hopped fences Started jetting as his heart was poundin' Weaving the projects but they had the whole block surrounded Dipping through alleys like Tupac & Tim Roth in gridlocked Damn.... all this because a snitch talked Money in one pocket and some bags in the other Pants sagging low, he had to throw his gat in the gutter They press his head against the pavement his adrenaline faded, he finally... Catching his breathe the crowd staring and gazing and so was he The puzzled faces, the trouble waiting plus incarceration And his mothers shame it's gon be hard to face it Damn... Another homie lost at what cost From sitting comfortable on top, to sitting cuffed behind a cop An undercover lookin out the window now you wonder How the advice you got, went in one ear and out the other What good is the money if it comes with paranoia Plus the ones you used to spend it on, aint dare to pay your lawyers Always gotta look over your shoulder You get caught slippin it's all over WORD What good is the money if it comes with paranoia Plus the ones you used to spend it on ain't there to pay your lawyers Always gotta look over your shoulders You get caught slippin it's all over BLOW Yo OneMIKE what good nig, I'm down to the last month man 7 years gone man I ain't gon' lie it's one of the hardest things (this call in from a federal prison) Couldn't stop that, that's how real you doin it Anyway just be easy ima be touching down in a couple weeks yo Glad you stay focused out there, this jail shit overrated, One Love
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