Power Hour

I'm still a man
Even if you took the gun come from me
But know this they can never
Take the sun from me
Forgive you?
Shit I'm the one that fucked up
I'll never wish u bad
I'm praying that your lucks up
A black man can change
And I'm living proof
You won't catch me at the bar
Unless they selling juice
Or it's pull ups with J-Rock
We getting fit
The power hour got my whole hood
On some shit
You messing up my eye sight
With the lime light
I fast 48 hours to get my mind right
My only enemy is the inner me
I grab my phone
And call Speedy for his energy
He's a real guy he's a black God
And I can tell when a coward tryna act hard
I remember when the Jack
Would get me hyped up
Now I drink water and shorty get piped up
The kids wanna hoop at night
So put them lights up
And Sundays around here
They pick them bikes up
And tell shorty
You ain't gotta sell that white stuff
After 6 months she won't send them kites up
Now she bouncing
From homeboy to homeboy
And you in there looking salty
On your own boy
From Church Lane with love
You know it's all good
And TraCe-O's a big dawg from a small hood And Ron Rico's a legend on computers
But he's a much better father than producer
And I'm a much better poet than a shooter
But my 16's blast like a ruger
Lotta demons in my head
And I gotta kill em' dead
Tryna see Carter hoop
I don't wanna see the feds
Silly women in my pockets
But I gotta get the bread
And I know I'm in a rush
But I gotta get the head Imma King
But I gotta pick my crown up
I will send them troops out
And have em' round up

This sober life really got me focused y'all
I dropped my religion and got closer to god
This sober life really got me focused y'all
I dropped my religion and got closer to god
This sober life really got me focused y'all