From The 45 Lyrics

This is how we're gonna start this shit off, start it with a classic

Give one for the people to remember

Look, look, there's a little story that I would like to tell

It's about a little boy that went and made it out of hell

This boy is not an angel, that's exactly how he fell

Take a look out from my angle and you'll find out how he felt

See deeper in his eyes and these tears begin to build

It's clearer than the skies but it's hid beneath the shield

To protect himself from people that were fake and always lied

To protect himself from suffering when all his people died

To protect his insecurities and being misconstrued

He thought he found the one, he let her peek and see him through

She led him on her way and on a path that he regret

Now he's filled with fear and pain and I know my self-respect

Look my nigga, it's a brand new day

Aye, that's what my homies always try to say

They say look around my nigga, can't you see the bigger picture

Just be happy that you don't always have to run from triggers

And you don't run from niggas that be bigger than you

I was so unhappy just to tell you the truth

Then I went and bought a little mic inside of a booth

I was so free just to go and lie through my teeth

Talking about how I would go and die for the streets

Talking about pussy, when this youngin never had none

Saying he's pussy, never strapped, he never had guns

All the time, dripped up, tryna be a rapper

He was born to rich, born for this

If he threw his life away, he'll be mourned and missed

He was 23 and not no Michael Jordan shit

Got that buzz beater shot, op nigga scored it in

Life's a bitch and then you die

Wanna know why? Because I said to the man upstairs

Nah sir, niggas can't get respect, but lost honor

He just took his son, they treated like cannon fodder

Money gave you power, but money costs respect

And the greenest apple sour for my niggas, that's in debt

So I count it by the hour and until my homie dead

Have I sought for what I'm after, was it worth it all the mess

Yeah they hoping that they hov' and that they gon be iconic

Young niggas bare metal arms, they bionic

All my niggas, they high, hyaluronic

Disintegrated cells, for who the young and hardest

You can judge by where the heart is

You could probably tell how and where they started

Should I paint a picture or shout out free my niggas

Should I paint the way for future youngins day to day

But how come the outcome gon' always stay the same

Like the blood on your hands and they remain as stained

As windows in his church, lord will I not say in vain

Your name, but how long will it take before the money and the fame

The honeys and the dames, it's so funny that I'm hungry that I just bite Jermaine

It's insane, like how could this dude make this

I just asked my brodie nigga what you rate this

I was walking with my nigga and I told him he my bro

We stomped on little youngins kinda like our fee fi foe

He said my bro, you always got a motherfuckin' way with words

After that we bopped a bitch who went and dropped the racial slur

He was a skinny migaloo, we left him on the curb

I'm like word, man you, you always found a way with fists

And now my guy's a champion, he's in the boxing biz

I'm like damn, how come that I always hide behind you

He just said my brother don't do anything that I do

Cause he would risk it all, then he received a call

Said it was a gift from heaven and he can't breathe at all

It's like a dream, he can't ignore the spotlight beaming on the floor

But I'm standing in the shadows while he gets the applause

Is it jealousy that overcomes me and my own flaws

But until I speak the truth, I'll never be sure like what for nigga

I'ma make it on the Forbes list, if they blackball me I'ma force it

Hungriest rapper, second mil for courses

I'm trying to be compared to Hov and Michael Jordan

Not giving up, no, no more remorses

Scoring buzz, beating shots in fourth quarters

To make it or take money, I buy insurance

God damn, that's how hungry I am

I don't want this shit forever, fell to monetary scams

About placements with a rapper that done died a year ago

They said RIP the nigga, I just said to leave the hoe

He succumbed to his own shortcomings, his life was on the line

But I think about what he did, and really so would I

Because this game isn't safe and it'll eat you from inside

Taking everything they can and replace it all with lies

It's a dangerous type of life and I'm addicted to the feeling

I said I'll never reach my peak and man I'll never reach my ceiling

God damn, I said I'll never reach my ceiling

God damn, I said I'll never reach my peak

Nigga damn, cause I'm addicted to this feeling

How do y'all feel out there? Well I'm there, and on this tune I'm gonna take you there. Do you wanna go there? I'm gonna take you there baby. Just hang on, okay

Before I go on and film, I'd like to come out my sheet so you can see what I'm doing

They say in the song, man, it's gonna be alright, but... see you know what I'm talking about