Them Conversations Lyrics

Listen how could I describe my story

Wasn't born from glory

Wasn't no luck in my game rob hoory

& if my parents never saw my sins I know god saw me

Damn

Trials of a man

Know my dad understand

Try to keep it close wit fam

Talk to my bro often

Try to keep connected wit him like modems

& so we Try & try

Older that you get ya life get harder

I think different how it started as we growing apart

Cuz I never got to see the info up on Michael cruz

You was only 8 when you saw our big brother in the news

Every time I talk to you I see that wound ain't really heal

Gotta understand second hand

Cuz I ain't get to meet the man

Moms said no, think I wanna hear that shit again ?

In them courts that time be leaving us, how it got to 10?

Probably get my cellphone took again

In my room listening to moms black bout me to aunts & friends

But

Caged birds make for rebels

Throw a veil over kids eyes attract em to devils

We ain't know nothing but struggles

No silver spoons & we don't show our dog tags as medals

Damn

I ask JV on how he felt forgiving niggas who stabbed him

I asked to see his initial reaction

The humbleness knowing ya brothers down for the action

The strength of mind, to tell me it's life,

& it just happens

It's tough

But if an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind

Then what's justice since revenge ain't right no time?

What's a criminal if the system is flawed itself?

What's a vaccine if it kill you how that shit still sell?

Listen how could I describe my story

Talking to my , he dropped off a quick Tom Brady

Trip to Dubai learning alphabets lately

I ain't get my confidence being lazy

20 hours working a day it's driving me crazy

Cautious not to fuck the bag up from moving hasty

Through shady, snake friendly

Conditions I ate daily

Putting food on plates for niggas who might fear me

Every waking moment of life i feel I'm playing chess

Every second you let go by is money to invest

Weight of the present

Make the world ya present

Divine conquer essence

Shake the world up wit ya presence

Sometimes the future got me thinking what a time to be alive

Sometimes my nightmares strike like being here at 39

The thought of me not being wise to time and looking pennywise

Or being crucified by watchers that ain't make the time

For themselves