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niggas that cant waiting to drain that clip
Don't get killed
All this violence
All this violence
Don't get killed
All this violence
All this violence
Don't

Leaving Them in a scrambling crisis
Through gasping and crying
Watching abodes collapse from the violence
Of natural disaster
Once it passes they grasp it

and
The poor grew dramatically
Black families were hit the hardest
Be emphatically
Lack of resources, and racial discrimination
Broken homes, drug addiction,

to mine, they're in a whole 'nother dimension
We gotta start prevention, destroy incomprehension
I don't know what you're thinking, need it to sink in
Listen

and oppression to millions in succession
Let's question the depression and work on the prevention
These cycles of violence need to be burnt into flames
They need

prevention
Just listen
Crime rate would practically be non-existent
That's not what the state wants
They gotta fill up their prison systems
Fund cops, black

attention
I'm on the low
No suspension 
And if you aint here to support me
Don't ring my line or extensions
Avoid failing
That's prevention
Man's live in

Violence on the streets now
And this place becomes a ghost town
More white chalkmarks on sidewalks
As we’re letting all the kids down
Close down

line-up
Shit what's the point
When it's point em' out and line em' up
Screaming A-Hiii
When the funds is low we hit a lick to lift us up
S-S-S Stick em' up

Unrelenting pain but I'm too
Numb for venting funds ascending
But I got a funny feelin' God'll
Put me in a humble ending just depending
Only got 4 people in

and insight to push me out of my comfort zone
Now I see everything unknown, all I need is you, I can't be alone
You're the missing piece of my family puzzle

cars, shoes, like anything 

When you’re a hustler than that means your mind is on your money 

Hush:
Money and violence runs the world,

Nana:
Look, 
I

Yo, young Sahob
(Yo, what's up, family?)
Come here for a minute, let me holla at you right quick
(Huh? What's up?)
Let me holla at you, my Sahob

population
The class of 2024, I gotta make my future bright
The graduation straight from high school, gotta do it for my family

On this song they don't

In this time that we living in
Sins start to forgive again
I can't tell from the start that's why it's starting with this pen
Funds ain't low but

up, humble and modest
Hardcore, stay away from the violence Niggas be lyin' and bitches be spyin
See some losses, make my heart turn froze After they

ain't no love from it
Life lesson you can learn from it
Late night until the sun coming
Jail time with no bond on it
Commissary with no funds on it
Cold

interments. I fled.
I can't watch you get tucked away to Amazing Grace,
or hear the aches and pain escapin your family's strainin face.
God forbid someone

bitch she loves me now
Will she love me if my funds low
You know I had to ride slow
With the tints down
Tints down
They call the cops we hear the sirens

Niggas rap so cap tryna make it look good

I post at the spot in the mix where the violence at
Come down this one way on shit we gone fire that
Bitch we up

down,
Nothing changes, it’s all the same
Strange games, we play


see i kind of do this shit for fun
thinking about funds but i also think about how

know I declawed em
Feelins be pullin’ me down, gotta off em
Every day wanna call em
Family & fonem, cryin’ for cronem
“Have you ever seen a gangster

Streets are murder
Feel the pain an the tension
I wish my family wasn't broke an Would of paid more attention
But I can't blame em for the life Cuz

no captions
Cash Only, I do pay my taxes 
But they don't go to fund Little Tokyo youth centers
History of violence, they don't tell
We've been dying in