2E

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce y'all to a MC
EST. 1856, that's right
Coming from the Stevenson Common Projects
You know them Section 8 apartments
This young brother, is here to tell you his story
Yeah, let's go

Your boy Gav just born in the springtime
Do this from the heart, never do it just to kill time
Nowadays, niggas frontin' in they damn lines, and you know I never feel lies
It's ironic, I'm allergic to the spring, all this pollen in the air, tryin' to sabotage a king
I'm thankful for my blessings and what the day brings
Fantasies and realities ain't the same thing
Yeah, at times, man, this lifestyle, it seems crazy
Pops was never around, my mom's, grandma, and my uncles raised me
So shout out to my uncle Morty, always was around ever since I was a shorty
And if I needed him, he'd be there for me, so family come first, yeah, even before me
Got a plan, so don't you worry, I'ma hit him em hard, and when I do it's gon' be a flurry
I be ridin' through my old hood, but I see some new faces
Thirsty young killers that'll kill you for a few faces
Niggas that I grew up with, either dead or doin' cases
Hustlers pockets blew up quick, now their cribs gettin' raided
Is it 'cause of narcotics, or is it homicide, what hurts worst, dying or even watchin' your mama cry
In the concrete jungle, learn just how to survive
And I learned to distinguish the truth from the lies
Yeah, this rap thing, I ain't no novice with
Wonder where I'd be if I took the path that Robert did
I see my brother Teon heavy on the rapping tip, we grew up fast and it all seemed to happen quick
My man Skizzy in the hill
Everything official so you know that this real
Ain't nothin' sweet
Yeah, that's just how it be
In that 1856 building
In apartment 2E