Black .v3

My brothers fight for love and peace and happiness What happens when my brothers die From guns you gave to savages What happens when my brothers fight Cause colors, girls and packaging Chasing paper Paper chasers You know just how it goes I may not reach my goals but oh these flows I got a lotta those And foes, I only have a few I keep 'em extra close (You never know) Like my momma said leave bullshit at the door Once you step inside this house you ain't a goat You just a boy Do yo choirs and take that garbage out And never raise yo voice Dumb choices come to light So never lie cause ima find out Go grab that fucking belt The hell you talking bout a timeout, mhm See you gone learn, in this house respect is earned To be man, means be a man No it isn't just a word Even yo father had to learn so just ask Matter fact gimme yo phone No more talking to yo so called friends alone And anytime you wanna talk to whatshername I'll dial the tone She switched her tone Don't be stupid Know I do this cause I love you And I could never put you down because there's nothing else above you These words stuck with me more than 50 stuck to his riches Now I'm minding my business while watching the world from distance Cold world Now I'm with my old girl She not a ex she just older Now we sitting on the sofa Losing focus Just hoping This world so broken Beaten down It's getting colder 20 below freezing I think she seen that I was thinking bout my demons She demanded that I speak about my feelings I demanded my demeanor stay in peace She demanded that I speak I demanded that she leave but here's the thing I think that she's what I need I mean you know the saying Find the door that fits with your key But all these other doors look open to me I might just take me a peak Shit two or three she say she'll get on knees Not what you think she say she Christian Asked about her faith and took a listen She said that God was good I said He isn't But I'm just venting Yeah