3rd Person

Brown Two
Kilo
Yeah

He got bodies under his belt, accept and comfortable with his self
And pain the only thing he's felt, but he still played with what he dealt
He been crossed so many times, he feel his name ain't worth to melt
But he realized his worth and upped his drive, he got a story tell

He ran the streets since he was young, and couldn't leave 'em easily
Trying to do right by his folks, but only pleased 'em seasonally
Ain't no weak up in his heart, so you can't tease 'em feasibly
He been burned to many times, and won't be beaten measly
He need a girl to match his flex, don't mind her makeup
He like all the natural slay, and still like her caked up
She wear Tarte and Stila brands, when she beat her face up
And she serious 'bout her bread, even though she make 'nuff
She done worked a job, since her junior year of high school
Wasn't paying bills, only worked for she could buy food
He had lived the opposite way, outside pipe tools
He ain't care about the normal things, most you might do
Overtime he had matured, real life had hit him
He don't want to stay stuck in one place, and sit in
So he got his self a job, hoping he could fit in
Steady working at his craft, trying to push his gift in
Young, wild, and reckless, on the block would hang out
When the opps tried to stretch him, couple shots got rang out
He ain't had nothing to loose, willing throw some pain out
It's a bullet bang out
Here come the sirens
Crime rate pushed up, a night of violence
Was smart enough avoid the law, and serving time and
He pulled it off by acting dumb, and staying silent
And now he's on a different path, tryna be his best
He quit breaking laws for money, he go earn a legal check yeah
Couple of homies stuck, so he gon' lead the rest
And his team believe in him, and they all know that he's up next
He was only Twenty, but had went through an abortion
He ain't had no say up in the matter, he was forced in
He'd have took care his child, and have put his portion
But it wasn't in his hands, that was shorty choice and
He got broken so many times, but ain't crumbled
He still talking through his chest, not the type to mumbled
He don't want issues with none, but'll leave you dumb cold
They assume the worst 'bout him, he just try to be humble
They talked 'bout him through a point, he ain't pay it no mind
Ain't nobody touched him, he ain't gave it no time
He let go and let God, and he came out so fine
He do not inquire 'bout them, he know they is so blind
He feel all type of emotions, put 'em on a notepad
Either that, or he gon' leave somebody with a toe tag

He got bodies under his belt, accept and comfortable with his self
And pain the only thing he's felt, but he still played with what he dealt
He been crossed so many times, he feel his name ain't worth to melt
But he realized his worth and upped his drive, he got a story tell
He got bodies under his belt, accept and comfortable with his self
And pain the only thing he's felt, but he still played with what he dealt
He been crossed so many times, he feel his name ain't worth to melt
But he realized his worth and upped his drive, he got a story tell