Opening Verse ::

the streets where they grew us at

mirrored scenes from MIRAMAX

I wasn’t banging that

I wasn’t banging gats

this is not glorified

I wasn’t interested

this is pre-gentrified

I was an instrument

couldn’t be sensitive

this my ANTITHESIS

picture this

living conditions

This is Photosynthesis

My memories photogenic this

12th ave and Jefferson

that was my innocence

that’s the beginning of

this was my genesis

surrounded by

Dorsey and Crenshaw

wrote what my pen saw

wrote where I came from

can’t take my skin off

my skin isn’t a trend nah

Nah this ain't for show fam

Nah, this aint a spin off

Nah

this is what I’m born w/

birthed w/ a birthright

reversing the verse like

Nah this ain't my first life

this feeling is good like

raps at the GOOD LIFE

this feeling is good like

melanin in sunlight

yea


Closing Verse ::

I grew up Seventh-day Adventist

that means really really different

that means Saturday I rested

I guess if heaven’s got a ghetto

tell me do it got a guest list

are you sheep or you just Shepard?

obedient or desperate

because God knows the difference g

I was filled w/ something

they was shooting like they filming something

I was selling candies I was 9 or something

That’s a blue caddy didn’t see it coming

all i seen was dumping

all i see is dumping

in one blink

my instincts

clutched my soul

ducked and rolled

in bushes till they skrted off

blocka blocka

tried to block it out

I was Serge Ibaka

every time I heard a bucket

backing out

(Backing out)

heard back fire’s

tried to play it off

Like I didn’t jump

like I wasn’t shook

like they didn’t dump

right in front of us

how you know those ain't firecrackers dawg?

you feel it in yo gut!

Homies all had super soakers

pretending I pulled the trigger

pretending I wasn’t triggered

fronting in front of mirrors

pretending I’m pointing fingers

years later I’m sipping poison

daily we dodging prison

4 years on that unemployment

living within the moment

Power I spent my hours

how I spent my hours?

I’m living

I’m living albums

Ha

You know me and thee squadron

in a vacant condo,

you know ?

squattin

now the dreds across my face

move like drapes

I see through all thee see through's

I read through

yea I see you

I’m a seed too

I need water

word to mother earth

we need fathers

learning how to treat women before we have our daughters

You know?

try to treat her like she’s water

treat her like she vital

treat her w/ some honor

treat her like she’s golden

treat her like she matters

treat her like you love her

Treat her like she’s hours

Treat her like she’s color

treat her like she’s power

treat her like she’s ours.
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