Poverty Lines (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Raise in the streets

No graduation for hood

Playground meet ups

Hustled over them wood chips

I seen junkies sell they soul for a good fix

Brothers robbing cousins

That's just how the hood get

Got a study the game you playing

Bringing major pain to these

Without Damon Wayan's

So go ahead get your favorite rapper

I came to slay them

I chop the body in pieces

Then i filet em

Looking me up an down

Well that's a crazy gesture

Keep the clips loaded

That's a safety measure

Summers here wild

Wish i can change the weather

Mix it wit the liquor an pills

They ready bang berettas

Can you imagine the unity

If we came together

Im sick an tired of eulogies

Got a make it better

I look around now days

Im seeing more clones

I bump Drill but its turning

to a war zone

In my habitat is where the

Habits at it get habitual

grab a pack then grab

A strap to get residual

Whites viewing this poverty life

Saying that we force it

But so many brown babies

Born thats lacking the resources

So many families missing

Daddies an three courses

These white people they living

Lavish with three horses

We out hustling sellin murder

Avoiding murder might be your

Auntie or mommy coming but i'm a serve her

An tell her have blessed day

Cause im a show respect

Theses are the times where we grind

no regrets

getting a vaccines

And a covid test

Copeland street is where a

Took some of his coldest steps

Where i'm from its drug addiction

sin often

They call it poverty lines

My been crossed it

If its beef in theses streets

become targets

But will open your head

Quicker then Ben Carson