Hotbox Chronicles Lyrics

Bro just tell it like it's true

If it's true, then just tell it like it's true

I'm going to write a story like I'm Oda

Can't talk to me now my jewellery on super-soaker

Now I'm getting older, dreads thick like I'm Sosa

And I did it for the fam I hope they love me when it's over

I'm going to write a story like I'm Oda

Can't talk to me now my jewellery on super-soaker

Now I'm getting older, dreads thick like I'm Sosa

And I did it for the fam I hope they love me when it's over

What these niggas know about the hotbox?

We was really out here in the cold

Got our shit together now we up and lo behold

Pray to God he never let the wock stop

Block hot, we was kids fresh up in the city,

Didn't really know much,

How i nearly got evicted in my fucking first month?

I was looking up to God like; "what i do man? please forgive me"

You could ask the ones that's with me, really seen it get bad

That's why I call them my brothers, no it's not 'cause we related

It's 'cause they chose to have my back when no one knew that i would make it

Still remember cold nights when we was booling up in Bath

Ayy, when we was booling up in Bath

Told my mama she the greatest

You could never understand

How much i done seen this woman sacrifice

She stronger than me, I won't debate it

She the one taught me to be a man

And for that I could never pay her back in this life

Smoking out in public on that civil disobedience

Can't blame us I guess we all just products of experience

Niggas know I'm fire, call my pen arson

When i was ten, mama had me reading Ben Carson, I swear

I'm going to write a story like I'm Oda

Can't talk to me now my jewellery on super-soaker

Now I'm getting older, dreads thick like I'm Sosa

And I did it for the fam I hope they love me when it's over

I'm going to write a story like I'm Oda

Can't talk to me now my jewellery on super-soaker

Now I'm getting older, dreads thick like I'm Sosa

And I did it for the fam I hope they love me when it's over

what's up?

I'm going to write a story like I'm Oda

Can't talk to me now my jewellery on super-soaker

Now I'm getting older, dreads thick like I'm Sosa

And I did it for the fam I hope they love me when it's over

Had to think about, what's important to me

Not a white collar nigga, shit that's boring to me

And I don't let nobody do my pouring for me

Never seen a drought, don't mean nothing to me

Niggas really made it out, shit it's funny to me

Funny to see, niggas that was hating still broke

While me and all my niggas laced in million dollar rope

Call me Dera young Joseph, many colours with the coat

But, all that shit's for show, i'm still battling anxiety

I don't like the way that we behave as a society

You see something wrong and just act like it's okay

Anything can run, long as you can go about your day

A lot of niggas don't care, not at all and i get it

But, we can all do better and you know this

Watching niggas pockets that shit bogus

Tell a nigga get a job, you ever really been homeless

I been booted up like every other fucking second if you noticed

Proficient with the leaf like imma Lotus

Really went to college I could tell you niggas more

But it's the same old story man, rich fucks poor

Call me Michael Scott, 'cause my dreams are way bigger than just paper

Tell my baby not to worry and my mom i'm being safer

And I'm going to buy another board, cuz i'm still trying to be a skater

That's probably my hubris, swear i'm made for something greater

I can't help it mama named me destiny

I remember trying to tell my people to invest in me

I was cooking they just didn't know i had the recipe

Now I got these niggas looking madder than Yosemite, damn

And big Sam yeah that's my brother, we don't talk like we should

Miss my nigga Chuka, smoking hookahs 'fore the woods

I ain't seen them in a minute so I'm hoping that they good

I'm just praying my intentions never get misunderstood, yeah