Hope

[Verse 1] This ain’t about no record deal This ain’t about no sex appeal Gonna get mill and gonna get my wheels But for now I’ll need you to respect my realness Cause that’s all it’s ever been about But I’m playing in a game so screwed up The losers are gonna try to count the winners out And make a nigga doubt himself But rap is all that I ever had Excluding a mom,sister and dad And two grandmas I met before they was dead My grandfather shot a nigga and was left to rot in prison But he came out changed his ways Well at least a lil bit cause the minute that my grammy died She had already been replaced,and I’m still amazed A bishop and a pimp,I’m seeing visions of who I take after My dad is a pastor to the lil kids ghetto and his son is a rapper His name is Shad Fer,educated like a black actor Student of the music but I'm not a backpacker Where I’m from you either speaking like you selling crack Or you acting like a cracker Yeah it’s wack but That’s how it is This is how I live A lil kid from the island,still a minor but I know I got a lot give The amount of years,that I’ve been here on this earth,I’ve heard less laughs Than I seen tears I know too many niggas at that bottom That been tryna make it out but never close to being saved The problem is they never give god praise Cause even when they pray tomorrow’s still hard day,it’s heartbreak [Hook] When life gets like this,I get lifeless Don’t have the strength to carry on Just fake that smile for a little while So the lil child can be strong So throw your hands in the air right now Don’t exhale that smoke Cause we gotta long way to go,long way to go,gotta burn slow just to save hope Shooting,looting,polluting,proving that humans will never change It’s funny how we still think getting paid Is gonna what’s gonna get us to better days [Verse 2] Yo I’m still teen king,looking for a queen Cause checking out chicks is as addicting a nicotine I remember when was twerking was just a nigga thing Now Miley Cyrus got the white girls living out the dreams And they say treat me like human being Not when you wearing them jeans You know that hair weave ain’t in your genes It’s alright girl,we love them things Everybody is a little hypocritical,can’t lie,can’t lie But women go out in the fake hair,fake breast,fake personality And still say that men lie,but I let it slide Cause all of them fine and ain’t nobody in our generation genuine Cause we don’t realize that we living in the end of time We separated,never intertwined,and I find that we making mistakes And never learn from em cause we always think we’ll get a second time Forget the girl that will spend her last penny when you feeling down Everybody wanna go and get a dime,and that’s quite alright You gonna inspire her try to be the best can be And when she sexy with best weave,mani-pedi You can bet that she’ll be saying that her man’s me,and she can’t cheat [Hook]