Died Twice

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Yah mean
Every time a good soldier fall
Got to learn to get right back up again
Yeah
We be too deep in these streets
Fiends got to eat
People got to eat on top
People got to
Woah

Almost died twice nigga I'm not fearing no man
Drop the top even when its cold feel like a snowman
I just get fly like Dark Night watch for the omens
Cuz' I'm from a city where them niggas leave your old man
Bleeding in the streets, seen him leaking from his sleeve
Don't nobody hear a peep, all they know is that they owe him
A meeting with the reaper, someone sending for the preacher
Feel like we don't even need him, drop the pin and we'll be golden (Yuh)
Everybody wanna show out
Don't nobody wanna go in
Penitentiary chances not knowing if we going to win
Can't keep kicking ourselves down, nigga tell me what's the goal then
They talking, population control I can't go outside
My people said stay dangerous, so I keep some mob ties
New York had my pop's body in storage, that was a hard drive
Back home, swear I cried the whole ride

This my pain, nigga picked up the drake
Now it ain't shit the same
I don't know who to blame, try not going insane
When you stuck in your brain, twenty-four hours of the day
But if I'm still in this world, I'm here to stay
I know it's going to take some time to heal the pain
Ain't worried about tomorrow I'm good today
I know that its going to be okay, be okay
I am just an introvert, I'm in this world
Trying to make a way, take a plane
To a place a hundred thousand miles away
Chasing down my dreams, I swear I'm wide awake

Don't wanna look down on you my nigga when I'm on top
So if you with me now my nigga stay solid or kick rocks
Young and black so they just trying to put me in a box
He was kicking it on the block, they did his body like some Crocs
Janitorial nine to five it just wasn't us
So now we riding round with some keys and tote a mop
I done gave away some secrets, but ain't never told a cop
In beamer two seaters, my nigga we holding down the lot,
Ahh, watching out for all the ops,
No time for Catching Z's, I need some J's for me to rock
I am not a stuntman, and these are not no props
Get to gas lighting and its going to really heat them up, now
All I wanna do is blow this wood down,
They wanna see us on fox now
A war on drugs that mean a war on my people
I mean the story of my people is so distorted now
Know where my ancestors came from
They wouldn't be free if they ain't stand up, uh
I'm in a big body Benz truck
Think its time to shift the standards
Get up out the trenches

This my pain, nigga picked up the drake
Now it ain't shit the same
I don't know who to blame, try not going insane
When you stuck in your brain, twenty-four hours of the day
But if I'm still in this world, I'm here to stay
I know it's going to take some time to heal the pain
Ain't worried about tomorrow I'm good today
I know that its going to be okay, be okay
I am just an introvert, I'm in this world
Trying to make a way, take a plane
To a place a hundred thousand miles away
Chasing down my dreams, I swear I'm wide awake

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