The T-Shirt

Whoa, mama Said them niggas round the corner bringing drama Whoa, mama Said them niggas round the corner Cautious, when I left the apartment Knowledge of street, can't get this in Harvard Mind your own bees, don't get involved if you try survive These tough times we brought up Stay on them P's and Q's, don't get caught up Pray to your G's and Jesus the father Your soul he keep but if you don't bother Shottas will chalk out your body when weapons get drawn up No, I'm not a thug, I seen a lot of shit and I could really use a hug But masculinity preventing me from a bleak peak Of weakness I peeped it's not easy Shoutout to my boy JV, they called him on the phone, say they found his bro body in an alley Seen my nigga shed a tear but all I can say is damn, that's how it be Thinking change will change the motherfuckers around me I'm doubting things will ever be different So, just focus on your crown please Keep your head above that water, don't just start drowning Them same shark motherfuckers just gon' start surrounding around ya Next sound is them sirens, collecting your profile and RIP Seen the body go cold in the casket, face on T-Shirts to match the outfit Seen the body go cold in the casket, face on T-Shirts to match the outfit Seen the body go cold in the casket, face on T-Shirts to match the outfit Seen the body go cold in the casket, face on T-Shirts to match the outfit Whoa, mama Said them niggas round the corner bringing drama Whoa, mama Said them niggas round the corner You know I been moving, I been moving with the shits (Aye) Prison Institutions, they recruiting in this bitch (Aye) New Years Resolution, keep my crew up out the pit Keep my crew up out the grave, keep my crew off the news or even that front page By giving roles and goals to obtain rose gold and gold rows, more whips, less chains Lord knows, I been praying for my bros, preying on the foes Slaying all the hoes while ten on the pavement is my fucking toes Want to make a toast, that we never got to tote some toast To see our moms again in unbloodied clothes or as a Holy Ghost Remember on my way home, niggas tried to make me one of those But God wasn't ready but who knows Whoa, mama Said them niggas round the corner