25!

25, A nigga just hit
2-5, the age that pac died
May be the year that i thrive
25, A nigga just hit 2-5, I
May have dodged statsitc but
Does that mean I confine?
25 a nigga just hit 2-5 they
Say that this yo peak but most
People they just die
25 a nigga just hit
2-5 tryna stay intact with
Purpose before the world just
Face demise...

April 24th, 1995 North Shore they
Delivered, County line's where I'd reside
Just you and you mamma lone inside that
Sierra ridge Apartments, father never around
Shaking demons he cant mold em,
Seven out of a dozen playin, craps in heaven
We destined as junk numbers but my calling breaks methods,
Forced to proceed my shorthandings by Mrs. Coligny's good
Wisdom, her and Mario taught me to mix diligence with precision
Took it then I flipped it, wrote it then I envisioned these
Lyrics aint nothing but manifestations then fruition
Is the claim to my gain mixed with money and women
The black hugh hefner with purple-hearted intentions
Aint no time to sit and think about my past regressions
The power is in my now and I aint askin nigga
Proceed to wipe the leaks from my eyes,
Take my pain then I strive, Im touching
35 mil, before 2-0-2-5 and I hit!!

25, A nigga just hit
2-5, the age that pac died
May be the year that i thrive
25, A nigga just hit 2 5, I
May have dodged statsitc but
Does that mean I confine?
25 a nigga just hit 2-5 they
Say that this yo peak but most
People they just die
25 a nigga just hit
2-5 tryna stay intact with
Purpose before the world just
Face demise...

Six point starts embodied within
My guidelines, my brothers never
Killers just niggas tryna live they life right
Wondering how long the rose can persevere through
Black tops, knowin the soil it grew from only stunts
It's chance to blossum
Damn!, that got me thinking bout my
Road to riches and soul conflicts too
Late? or I'm just zoning nigga?
Exestential in my mind fighting me? or
Fighting time desires to see my granny screen
Before she die, cant belive we in these times
Feel the reaper grippin iron, as the ink be
hitting the pages feel me bleed within these
Lines, I cant sleep but I be crying father
Creeps into my blinds, ma say no need for
No answers cause he be who he inside
You cant cheat what Jah designed, only
He defy's his odds though your soul
Filled with holes you must defeat the
Curse that thrives, In family I hope you
See, but on this day enjoy your
Peace cause you defeat what most have not
I hope you meek and then you proud
Cause you hit!

25, A nigga just hit
2-5, the age that pac died
May be the year that I thrive... or die



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Writer(s): Amaan Normil
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