Same Old Story

Look Alone in the dark is where I figured out my best moves Running through the trenches like we had somewhere to get to Lost a couple brothers shits been fucking with my mental Im waking up in cold sweats like I caught a chest flu It's five in the morning they found another younging dead in the streets I got to thinking bout how heaven could be I wanted better for me Chains on my brothers cost eleven a piece And I ain't saying they indebted to me, we built this shit off loyalty I'm just hoping you could ride to this Spark a blunt, lower the window get high to this We not defined by our shining wrist or designer fits Stand for the struggle I'm co-signed by them Cause we was forced to find comfort in a hell hole Went from walk-i talkies to talking over jail phones Same old story, another younging getting caught in the system He needed help but there ain't no one to listen, it's the same old story Another younging laying dead in the streets I got to thinking bout how heaven could be I wanted better for me Chains on my brothers cost eleven a piece And I ain't saying they indebted to me, we built this shit off loyalty You see, when you come from nothing it's hard to stand for something You know what I'm saying But when you stand for nothing it's like you fall for anything Just know there's somebody just like you On the other side of things tryna figure it out Honestly the choice is yours Look, aye Momma told me to stay outta trouble gotta keep my nose clean Grew up in cold world, city full of dope feens Reflection in the mirror, I don't even really know me Some niggas say I'm acting different, f*ck is you gone show me Been running with some older cats and they be on some wild shit Fronted me a little work I'm boutta have the town lit We grew up off government cheese and public housing So how the f*ck did they expect us to get from around it I started trapping heavy built my reputation gradually Streets done made a man of me, some niggas tryna vanish me I started turning into something that I never planned to be Just by tryna add a couple fruits to my family tree I guess it's how it had to be, we living by the street rules We tired of top ramen, day dreaming over sea food Deadliest mixture broke and angry shit is lethal Stuck up in a cycle, life ain't nothing but a sequel It's the same old story