Poverty

Whatever we lost we'll get back
Except that
Let's fly everything in jet black
Tell them to tax that
Been approved
Without the backlash check or a blues clues
Fools use pride instead of wisdom
You tried everything to succeed except prison
Now you're writing a book
To purify the crook in you
From mean steers
Feigns Have no fear
Before you leave here
You will bleed here
The teens' years to
Becoming an adult here
Realizing Money is what we chase here
With a ghost here
If the dream is too far-reaching
For most here
The mental enslaving is like bleaching
Your folks here
Remember we weren't cavemen's
Born walking upright
Yeah, that's right!!
I never believe in your rights
Tours of slave plantations
Four nights
Was a part of the prize
Don't be mesmerized
It's all tenderizes
The cook up is right before your eyes

The birth of fame
Made the devil stronger
No, I'm not Moses
Still, God got Me like a sponsor
And I know cause I wake up every morning warmer
God Got me!
And you can't stop me
In a lambo or a Jalopy
It's tradition
Only one take bro!
We realize they're all fake bro
One only can forsake your flows
For taking of nothing that wasn't giving
Caking for something that's dripping
Ladies hate me more cause I'm taken
It's like the obsession with the forbidden fruit
You'll listen better when I shoot
You paid for the leather but isn't that!
Prison isn't where it's at
How could you imprison yourself in a getaway car on flats
For numbers made from cotton with the value of your life
Talking like they've been to the afterlife with ya kids and midwife
They've been waiting for us to fail like life
Still, I stand at the terminator line
To see the grey in the crimes