Crossfire

Homicide Suicide Juveniles On the rise Not surprised I'm alive I've arrived It's my time You wasn't there For the climb I done struggled I done cried I done seen my grandmas die I cannot be colonized Too many blacks in backs of the seats Hitting the licks and flipping the keys They want the Jordan's They want the trees They want the diamonds Blood on the leaves Some make it out Some make the league Or they get trapped in a cell for some weed They laying traps It's all on the screens I am not following Taking the lead I'm just seeing demons in the room All these people wanna see me lose yeah Sometimes I gotta turn off the news All they talk about is how we shooting Police is out here they making proof DA said it's cases up the roof yeah Sometimes I know why we made the blues Lord I pray the shooters don't shoot yeah Lord I pray the shooters don't shoot yeah Lord I pray the shooters don't shoot yeah I'm stickler for loyalty People try to kill ya See you blessed Then want diplomacy Don't you hit my line When I spin the block Like rotaries On or off the stage I got the juice like I'm Jodeci Bobby Brown drip Every step I take they posting me Cut you out the frame cause I think you way too close to me I am not a rapper Just a vessel God has chosen me I can not believe it Not conceited Just a prodigy I am going places To the spaces Where they quoting me I'm just seeing demons in the room All these people wanna see me lose yeah Sometimes I gotta turn off the news All they talk about is how we shooting Police is out here they making proof DA said it's cases up the roof yeah Sometimes I know why we made the blues Lord I pray the shooters don't shoot yeah Lord I pray the shooters don't shoot yeah Lord I pray the shooters don't shoot yeah