i-59 Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, ay

I really had this time to sit back and reminisce

Just kinda reflect on things

Yeah, okay

Taking a late night drive down I-59 just to clear my mind

No idea what I might find, I'm digging thru thoughts, I'ma take my time

Spent about a year with my brain confined

I was stuck in a cell, 4 walls no light

Just to get out to see people's lives don't matter

Bad cops tryna batter and fight

Spent my time in the Penn with a paper and pen

My emotions learned how to write

Thinking bout all of the shit that I've been thru and

Tryna turn some wrongs into rights

People tryna protest their protest

Saying theirs is the best, that shit ain't right

Now the earth burns bright cause of pain and fear

Fists up for the ones who died

Yeah

Pulling up in a benzo, Gucci Fanny pack 'round your waist

Cuban links on the wrist, on the watch, and on your chains

That shit funny to me, just give me a minute and I'll explain

You'd rather have that jewelry than buy your mom a mansion

You'd rather blow that money on temporary companions

You'd rather go to Vegas and put that shit on the slots

Instead of passing it down so your kids don't need a job

That shit make me think you nothing but a bitch (On God)

I got homies that be staying at the Ritz (On God)

You didn't grow up with no money, you was rich (On God)

You didn't have to put no sugar on your grits (On God)

Yeah

And that's the difference between us

You grew up with it

I grinded 'til I had it

Ark

Yeah