Guns & Money
Gunshot, how did he get here
Laying on the floor, blood gushing out, sound of 5-0
Panic rushing through his blood, praying, begging up above
Moral of the story, this is what happens when you love
Struggle with money, he got bills to pay
Need to relax his mind, goes out, thinking it's gonna be another day
Out on the outer shell, he's smiling and laughing
Feeling like he's wasting his time, could be in the studio rapping
There's a war inside, with the demons and angels
Living that thug life, can't see life in a different angle
4th and Vermont, walking through it feeling like a Juggernaut
Blessed with no fear to not get bucked down like Trayvon
Still scared of 12, cause he knows they always get what they want
Decent at books, but on the street, straight savant
The idea of gaining the world and losing your soul, he was afraid of, but
He has to pay for his momma house, so he's putting up a wall, any lousy friends, he's cutting off
Anxiety getting the best of him, back against the wall, bossing up, he wants it all
So he's never gonna stop till he can go back home
And know that he's someone that people can fall back on
He met a girl at the age of 16, was a mamas boy
Anyone that came into their path, he would destroy
None of them were employed
So he got to do what he gotta do in order for his momma to enjoy life like a queen
So he got his money up though the drugs and the acting
He planned to put all of it into his momma and rapping
His girl supported him and filled in what he was lacking
Marriage and some kids are what they planned on to happen
Gradually built a stronger connection
The love grew and started to feel like an infection
Only getting stronger, love was deep, was perfection
Anyone they talk to, they would leave a lasting impression
She got him on a leash, he would never leave, she knew that
Back of her mind, she's cold hearted, and will only have her back
Started to scheme up plans to rob him from where he stay at
Told her boys to pull up with the gat, but told them not to pull back the trigger
Spending less time with his music and mom
All for this girl, but little did he know that he was a ticking time bomb
He wants the world on the palm of his hands
He wants the prominence and see his mom in the stands
But the girl he met, made him lose focus on that goal
That one day, his girl made plans to meet up at his home
He opened up the door, see two people holding up a pole
Flowers in his back hand, startled, and froze
Girl says "give me your money so that nothing has to really get ugly"
At the same time, they didn't know what he had behind his back
Told him to move slowly but he reacted fast
Gun shot, drops dead fast
The bitch saw the flowers behind his back
But had no reaction, went around the back
And proceeded to get her 50 grand
To take care of her family just like she planned
She got away now he's looking at his hand
Blood dripping, thinking that this is how it ends
He will never understand but that isn't how this story ends
Now he always keeps a blade attached to his waist
Went through it, the biggest obstacle he ever faced
Since he was eight, fighting for survival out in LA
Along with all the demons inside of him every single day
But he's back though, breaking through the walls that he built up
In the mirror, had the fear of pure love cause he never had enough, had enough
Fast forward, obtained everything he ever needed
Put his family in a house, put his friends in a house
But he never freed his mind from the demon's house
Caged up in there, watching cartoons on his couch
Feeling stuck in there, suffocated never getting out
You could never truly admire the empire you built
Till you sit back, watch the people around you move and tilt
Cause when that power shifts, they leave without any remorse or guilt
Even when you carry the team like Mike and Wilt
Expectations turns to opposite, no promises, the opposition happens no matter how prominent your dominance is
Acting like he's been here before
Same feeling when he felt like he was on top of the world
This time, he got more to lose
More pressure, more foes, more problems, so he stay on the low
Paranoia, thats just how the story go
Laying on the floor, blood gushing out, sound of 5-0
Panic rushing through his blood, praying, begging up above
Moral of the story, this is what happens when you love
Struggle with money, he got bills to pay
Need to relax his mind, goes out, thinking it's gonna be another day
Out on the outer shell, he's smiling and laughing
Feeling like he's wasting his time, could be in the studio rapping
There's a war inside, with the demons and angels
Living that thug life, can't see life in a different angle
4th and Vermont, walking through it feeling like a Juggernaut
Blessed with no fear to not get bucked down like Trayvon
Still scared of 12, cause he knows they always get what they want
Decent at books, but on the street, straight savant
The idea of gaining the world and losing your soul, he was afraid of, but
He has to pay for his momma house, so he's putting up a wall, any lousy friends, he's cutting off
Anxiety getting the best of him, back against the wall, bossing up, he wants it all
So he's never gonna stop till he can go back home
And know that he's someone that people can fall back on
He met a girl at the age of 16, was a mamas boy
Anyone that came into their path, he would destroy
None of them were employed
So he got to do what he gotta do in order for his momma to enjoy life like a queen
So he got his money up though the drugs and the acting
He planned to put all of it into his momma and rapping
His girl supported him and filled in what he was lacking
Marriage and some kids are what they planned on to happen
Gradually built a stronger connection
The love grew and started to feel like an infection
Only getting stronger, love was deep, was perfection
Anyone they talk to, they would leave a lasting impression
She got him on a leash, he would never leave, she knew that
Back of her mind, she's cold hearted, and will only have her back
Started to scheme up plans to rob him from where he stay at
Told her boys to pull up with the gat, but told them not to pull back the trigger
Spending less time with his music and mom
All for this girl, but little did he know that he was a ticking time bomb
He wants the world on the palm of his hands
He wants the prominence and see his mom in the stands
But the girl he met, made him lose focus on that goal
That one day, his girl made plans to meet up at his home
He opened up the door, see two people holding up a pole
Flowers in his back hand, startled, and froze
Girl says "give me your money so that nothing has to really get ugly"
At the same time, they didn't know what he had behind his back
Told him to move slowly but he reacted fast
Gun shot, drops dead fast
The bitch saw the flowers behind his back
But had no reaction, went around the back
And proceeded to get her 50 grand
To take care of her family just like she planned
She got away now he's looking at his hand
Blood dripping, thinking that this is how it ends
He will never understand but that isn't how this story ends
Now he always keeps a blade attached to his waist
Went through it, the biggest obstacle he ever faced
Since he was eight, fighting for survival out in LA
Along with all the demons inside of him every single day
But he's back though, breaking through the walls that he built up
In the mirror, had the fear of pure love cause he never had enough, had enough
Fast forward, obtained everything he ever needed
Put his family in a house, put his friends in a house
But he never freed his mind from the demon's house
Caged up in there, watching cartoons on his couch
Feeling stuck in there, suffocated never getting out
You could never truly admire the empire you built
Till you sit back, watch the people around you move and tilt
Cause when that power shifts, they leave without any remorse or guilt
Even when you carry the team like Mike and Wilt
Expectations turns to opposite, no promises, the opposition happens no matter how prominent your dominance is
Acting like he's been here before
Same feeling when he felt like he was on top of the world
This time, he got more to lose
More pressure, more foes, more problems, so he stay on the low
Paranoia, thats just how the story go
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Yi
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