A King’s Nightmare

[Verse] Spittin' verses, I'm desperate, I need a mansion and a coupe You done signed over your life and now you slavin' in the booth Now we hang ourself with chains, they used to make us rock a noose Shorties hoppin' off the porch 'cause it ain't shit else to do Nothin' but trouble in the hood, normal sentence for the youth You a king, you not a gangster, I'm just tellin' you the truth Please just take my word, 'cause they done scrambled all the proof His big bro ain't tryna warn him, he just taught him how to shoot Out there warrin' with each other, will there ever be a truce? Why the fuck we into it? I'm going through oppression too Feel death in the air, it's like a nightmare, this shit is scary Riding for gang, now your casket is gettin' carried Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery Shit fucked up my mental, seen too many obituaries These bodies keep dropping, summer cold like it's January When you die, they gon' praise you, now they see that you legendary Just another cold case, look what they did to Kenneka Hear them screams after that chopper sing like Aretha Homicide puddles, I got blood stains on my sneakers Out here playing life or death, tryna run from the reaper Shit been fucked up at the crib, lashin' out on the teacher Grandma taking me to church, I fell asleep on that preacher Chains, clothes, hit the block, hard-headed and eager We just tryna stay afloat but this shit gettin' deeper I'm just tryna talk to you and tell my life through these speakers Yeah, I conquered them struggles, I just had to stay focused Told myself that I'm the greatest, I won't wait 'til they notice Wouldn't nobody help me up when I was down at my lowest I'm the only one believe when everybody was hopeless I done got so used to funerals, can't show no emotion Man, this lifestyle crazy, swear this shit get atrocious Like one minute on that block, you just laughing and joking Now your mans shot up on that ground, gasping and choking In them streets deep, we was mobbin', went from innocent to goblins Had to take, we started robbin', catchin' white folks while they joggin Battle scars, we hate the rain, bullet wounds steady throbbin' Fiends lookin' like zombies, half-dead, they just noddin' That peer pressure comin' at you and it's too hard to dodge it Got dreams to make the league, late night plans, might sabotage it My homie made the news, he 'posed to be on ESPN Came and left the same day, RIP to the twins Doctor said he could make it but his chances was thin My homie just came home, did three in the pen' Back in them streets few weeks later, now he locked up again I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end?