They Don't Know (Tryna Get Me One Freestyle)

[Verse 1: Eshon Burgundy] I remember somebody got shot in the back And I was standing there looking at that Froze, noticed he had the white classics, bubble gum soles Why was I thinking about that while he laying there full of holes Huh? I don't know, I guess it ain't phase me How could I come up like that and think I ain't crazy Even catching a couple myself Believe me the struggle is felt My story should've ended at 15, pushin' up daisies Couldn't tell you why the mercy of the Most High Was in the projects that day standing close by And while they just putting prayers over my body I heard, "Who that, the young boy that rap? Yeah, somebody shot him" Pap, pap, pap Ducking by the window, almost every single day Let's talk about this array Let's talk about being scattered Taking time to stack a whole clip Stuff it in the grip, just to let you have it In the heart of the ghetto where they pumping like blood vessels Throwing gangsta parties with no music Burglaries and home invasions we go through Smoker came and stole back what he just sold you Temperature out here is petty and berserk You get clapped over work for selling a sack of dirt You holla at the wrong female and see hell I didn't but a few times I thought I'd see jail Tryna keep it real [Hook] They don't know what I be They don’t know what I’ve done, done Running through the city on a mission tryna get me one They don't know what I’ve seen They don’t know where I come from, from Running through the city on a mission tryna get me one [Verse 2: Eshon Burgundy] Thank God my momma made me pray Know if I'm in front of God, I better have something to say A'int no time for being scared and I can't do this in my head So I'm out loud speaking to the air like it's an ear See the dark cloud over my city blocking the sun rays Hiding the sign on the highway to heaven that say one way Oh so one way? I swore it was many My teacher scratched on the chalkboard it was plenty Started out every prayer like gimme Expecting him to do it fast like a hemi Then I found out that I gotta pray for His will Still trusting even when people I know get killed Ill, I know that must sound cold But trusting everything else in this world out here getting old His ways are greater than how I feel At a place where faith has to replace keepin it real So as the word of light penetrates my brain I begin then to investigate the game Wondering what keeps levitating my pain Man this life without the father is criminally insane Kept me in the Devil's scope, I'm just hoping he can't aim Surrendered to the most by letting go of everything Naked before the law with only my wedding ring My confession of who you are Lord is my everything Let 'em sing [Hook]