Brighter Days (Bonus Track)

Why would you be human to me when you paid like a king Why could you treat us like that if you got badge and a diamond ring uh Lock us down with fear, cover it all with lies They say serve and protect more like, curb and collect Fill up your quota with some tickets and call it a good day Throw another homie away, it was a good day Throw him back out cus ya'll know he be back again It's all the same to you Damn Pig latin is they language, and numbers is the change Justice like a business an you ain't got the range So you sit in chains in front of stranger yea that know your name Choose your fate like roll some dice, ain't got no room to think twice He don't know who the f*ck you are but he choose if you see the stars again If you'll be dealing cards to all the inmates or you drowning in Dripped of reality, that's how it go Win some hope hit the phone, sent to voicemail just wanna hear her voice again Uh, maybe he caught up but naw they need your sequel How else they gonna fight against our fight for equal? Cus now we fight for leftovers nah, we still still equal Put us in orange, just to look the same we equal Cus you can't profile on camera, being part of law remove your manners The conflicting between humanity and cancer Dead or put in institution make the money glammer Constitution don't include hypocrisy, but it's how you man it dawg God be my saving grace I see it in my face Know I'll see brighter days But all you in the way I'm starting here today Don't give my time away I search for brighter days; I search for Now I been all about goin on bout the drops Know I don't like your system, or trump themed lippers, or the cops I'm tryna skippa all the shit bout my mistake But is a quarter-mil what it take to keep you fuckas safe? It's pouring rain because the city crying, you broke they will barely surviving Isolation, all they family dying What if he had the wrong timing, what if they need help you just spying Whether I'm sitting rhyming or we smoking loud and we flying; just got To be the lucky runt to take the blunt of all the crime Pistol left my side cus I didn't wanna die And now they call me Columbine left my own, to scrape these dimes Tryna drop these bars, yea I hope that it goes up in time But I gotta tell you sum It doesn't leave a stain on my life or how I fucking do it Still recording in apartment bedroom it's how you use it But you made em think I blew it, you made me think I blew it You made em think I blew it, you made em think I blew it But ya know, I don't give a f*ck They ain't a price on my freedom or how I live it So watch the f*ck out cus the light will overflow the wicked Call my words a shiv connect to all the hate that is created, this is my statement God be my saving grace, uh Common people support this monstrosity that turn people to years of therapy Be common feins to welfare and the weed but it ain't for free They love to come and creep and see us freak see us weak behind the bars, honestly I would be delighted Get the f*ck outta my car, honestly I'd be excited to see some justice ah Honestly hungry government run like criminal take it all subliminal, you act like nothings wrong F*ck you ain't civil These cops run it like nobody's workin running off Frozen excuses and expensive fees Can't even fill out my report or prove that I roll up the trees F*ck imma smoke on this weed, God be my saving grace, uh Nah I ain't violent but don't try to stop this flame When you mix my hate with all this shit and say it ain't the same Bitch I'm done with the bullshit miss me I already came don't need to prove it to you Don't need to prove it to you I don't have to prove shit dawg, get the f*ck outta my living room