4/2 Freestyle

We are not No where near the same I was raised When a fist was raised It was for a fade Not just for a black parade They calls us black Them name the plague I don't know if you can relate What that does to brain At a younger age Psychological and diabolical When the bottle was raised How they followed you Wasn't Instagram but they instantly Remodeled you as the enemy Over envy and hate Took a deep breath in And almost blew away You don't what hold IN To let out the SANE Control the wave Just hit the surface Was that a surfer Well um I don't know I think so See I might just go on a hiatus But can I leave Earth for vacations Just give me space then star gaze it Drunk moonshine and got shady Cause you want to play me But then want to blame me For the gun on my lap So, your heart is racing Like you're running a lap When that gun go off Who gon' run the track I got the best verse I put in the work It's like Worth a certain percentage When they close up the hearse I get paid before the motherfucker goes in the dirt Food for thoughts When your brain turns into food for worms OH MY GOD Do not cross the line By design I'm obliged To check a nigga And if things don't check out Then this nigga might have to die I don't want to unload But what you think it's loaded for The deceitful souls That sold on a life that can do more than just Lighten the load Through the life of a lime and the light Dimming my lime just to bitter my sprite Niggas ain't kept they promise from before So, when you see bloods Don't ask what these B's for And then you turn blue But I know some crips That never went pale They kept em a stick Like manual shifts If no kill on this ride that's a miracle whip Cause niggas drive by But not to drive by You see that door slide We Ricky your friend Everyone dies in the end Now niggas want to start to live Oh, naw naw naw see You don't want none of this knowledge You just want some dollars & power Like problems ain't part of the process That follows a policy Thats probably your problem The structure forgotten How could you be solid Tried to skip crawling Couldn't walk in my shoes Start falling like autumn Ought to rethink all this shit that you started Before you get murdered Your momma get murdered Looking for your father To greet him with hollows But holla at your momma For all of your problems But she couldn't solve em So, she saw revolvers Nothing she could offer Conclude it with coffins I'm driving the hearse I'm smoking I'm coughing I'm