DEATH2NITE Lyrics

Talking up to God and I wonder if he hear me clearly

Missing my grandmas and I wonder if they miss me like I miss them

How you been nigga

I've been fighting for my life Nigga that's some real shit, they don't know

About the strength Sitting on the top of the garage smoking till

It's light Ain't you wondering why I always crush your

Fucking life

I'm hoping out, I'm just hoping that my fucking girl right

Don't forget the lifestyle you promised, it's successful right

Sitting in the shower, I'm like man I need to get rich

Lazy niggas all surround me, I'm like go and do shit

If I see a obstacle you know I'm going through shit

Bitch I'm working for the fucking fam, don't gotta prove shit

Jumped off of the edge and I'm ready just to fly

Trapped up in a maze and I ain't scared to die

Struggle in my veins, then you ask a nigga why

Grinding through the nights and I'm chasing different highs

And the world is full of lies, I keep my head to the fucking skies

Grandma in the kitchen working late for the rent

And pops not around, every dollar being spent

And friends on the block and they hustling for cents

Man put the fan on so they can see the rich Renee told me never ever say the word bitch

And grandma Mildred always told me go and eat my grits

That's why I feel the way I'm lifting shit, I'm lifting bricks

Looking at shotti p, what you doing man

Looking at my cousins, what the fuck are we doing man

Looking at my bros, what the fuck are we doing man

If we don't go chasing, what the fuck are we doing then

Step out of the house and a nigga feel like Truman

Cause I feel like that I'm watched but a nigga get right to it

Homies locked up, caught up in the system grip

While the rich sit and whine, we stuck trying to get a cent

But I'm breaking off these chains, no more losing my grip

I gotta keep going, little nigga can't afford to slip

Direct deposit, can't even buy shit like I don't owe shit

Talk behind my back, little boy that's that hoe shit

Struggle in my veins, pain in my eyes

Rise from the ashes, ain't no more disguise

Grinding through the nights, chasing all the highs

In a world full of all these motherfucking lies

I keep my head to the motherfucking dark skies

And you wonder why

Talking up the guy and I hope you hear me clearly

Wondering if my grandma's even missing nigga dearly

This is for the ones who ain't never had a chance

For the kids in the streets doing dance

When we fighting everyday for a better circumstance

With a mic in my hand, boy yes I take a stance

Grab my lady hand, boy you take this dance

Bitch I'm on a ledge, I ain't never been scared to die

I'm just scared to leave my peoples traumatized

Wake up to the news, black male die, wonder why