Son Cry

Rare
Trill
I know how it feels
Nah real talk Rare knows how you feel

I know how it feels, nah real talk, Rare knows how you feel
You feel like you ain't respected still
But you get what you give so really what's the deal?
Sometimes I gotta chill
It's not just about myself, gotta kill the thrill
Keep an open mind whilst you navigate deals
Brodie throw the pill he's like Ederson foreal

But Foreal we gotta change
Brodie got the bird and its decimating pain
To watch my Mother cry I don't wish that from the game
But it's hard when her child's locked up, away
I don't play games, I'm more into trap exchange
But I'm mad paranoid I can't sleep
I think about the raids and I think of the deceased
I think about the days where I used to sit and dream
Or scheme, whatever that you call it I need cream
Built a network off a thousand plus fiends
A hundred out of everyone, 100k I see
Put it into play like Peps system
Never had no one, so of course I kept my distance
Used to back my shank, put a stop to your rhythm
But what's mad I could never call that living
I knew deep down it was poverty driven
We're Men that's inspired by leaders in the distance
A Fatherless house could make your outcome different
And deep down we need assistance but nobody will admit it
Grow the knowledge up so the mind states terrific
If you're talking on a point, please be specific
They guide the youngers wrong, I am mad, I am livid
Living for the now means you can't see the distance
I was in the cell with no bail, good riddance
Judge gave the tag I was feeling like the gifted
I've got flaws and they creep out my surface
We could play hangman, I couldn't spell perfect
I feel safe when the reload is confirmed, shit
I felt safe just bussing by the churches
Get what you give so I know what is deserved
You messing up and people judge you by your purpose
1 mistake is sayonara and it's curtains
It was hard to put Cuzzy in the earth shit

Ay Rest in Peace cuzzy man I miss you man, cmon
It was hard to put my Cuzzy in the earth, shit
Big Harv man, Lets go
Grafters Only in session, I'm not a talker, I'm a doer you know!



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