Transition
Transition
Did so much dirt that my heart hurt
Niggas killing for pennies what is a life worth
Gold chain piece of fame call it lightwork
Feel the pain in my soul when i write a verse
Young nigga livin fast wont finish first
First of the month check gone by the third
Put the guns down, rather kill em wit the words
Similies, metaphors, and them nons and verbs
Detroit a chess board, they tryna take yo off
Where you can find yo favorite rapper nailed to the cross
Icewood, Big Prooif just to name afew
Dex, Roc and they tried to kill Peezy too
My home a warzone better gather up ya troops
Buy a mercedes bens best to get it bulletproof
Young dawg can barely read but know how to shoot
Single momma household equal broken youth
Seen a nigga get murdered cause he spoke the truth
Police raid, baby shot she was only two
Let it soak in and give me a sec to regroup
Up at 6a.m. but ain't checkin the news
Bumpin my shit on soundcloud it got plenty of view
Video on the tube. Lines give em the blues
Detroit narrator, I give you the news
M city, millionares be watchin my moves
The opposite want my position, so i gotta transition
The opposite want my position, so i gotta transitio
Whats the problem, niggas robbin for $40 dollars
Did the studio session told dawg to keep the deposit
I wanna holler all this spendin be hurtin my pocket
The struggle real so believe when i say i ain't got it
I see and hear that you talkin still ain't giving responses
My brain cluttered, thoughts weighing on my mind constant
Like everybody say they ballin eatin bennie honnas
I give em food for the soul and i call it being honest
I'm tryna show all of the people round me different kinda
Ways of livin, we ain't gotta sell dope to make a profit
The ones who gettin all the money who they idolizing
Thinking that they fuckin wit yo but they just respect a dollar
These niggas wack as fuck
I turn the radio on i hear em talkin but really they aint sayin much
Ain't really bout it, king pen i highly doubt it
Transition, opposition want my position
The oppositen want my position. So i gotta transition
The opposition want my position, so i gotta transition
The opposite want my position, so i gotta transition
I gotta transition, i gotta transition
Did so much dirt that my heart hurt
Niggas killing for pennies what is a life worth
Gold chain piece of fame call it lightwork
Feel the pain in my soul when i write a verse
Young nigga livin fast wont finish first
First of the month check gone by the third
Put the guns down, rather kill em wit the words
Similies, metaphors, and them nons and verbs
Detroit a chess board, they tryna take yo off
Where you can find yo favorite rapper nailed to the cross
Icewood, Big Prooif just to name afew
Dex, Roc and they tried to kill Peezy too
My home a warzone better gather up ya troops
Buy a mercedes bens best to get it bulletproof
Young dawg can barely read but know how to shoot
Single momma household equal broken youth
Seen a nigga get murdered cause he spoke the truth
Police raid, baby shot she was only two
Let it soak in and give me a sec to regroup
Up at 6a.m. but ain't checkin the news
Bumpin my shit on soundcloud it got plenty of view
Video on the tube. Lines give em the blues
Detroit narrator, I give you the news
M city, millionares be watchin my moves
The opposite want my position, so i gotta transition
The opposite want my position, so i gotta transitio
Whats the problem, niggas robbin for $40 dollars
Did the studio session told dawg to keep the deposit
I wanna holler all this spendin be hurtin my pocket
The struggle real so believe when i say i ain't got it
I see and hear that you talkin still ain't giving responses
My brain cluttered, thoughts weighing on my mind constant
Like everybody say they ballin eatin bennie honnas
I give em food for the soul and i call it being honest
I'm tryna show all of the people round me different kinda
Ways of livin, we ain't gotta sell dope to make a profit
The ones who gettin all the money who they idolizing
Thinking that they fuckin wit yo but they just respect a dollar
These niggas wack as fuck
I turn the radio on i hear em talkin but really they aint sayin much
Ain't really bout it, king pen i highly doubt it
Transition, opposition want my position
The oppositen want my position. So i gotta transition
The opposition want my position, so i gotta transition
The opposite want my position, so i gotta transition
I gotta transition, i gotta transition
Credits
Writer(s): John Coltrane
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