Khalil's Song

[Verse 1] I’m back better than ever, surprise, surprise They want me in a pine box but I’s alive And I was told the streets might be my demise Still I got faith in em, case [?] From where I’m at to where I’m headed ain’t far of a jump This how it look when you get to the roof out of your trunk And now you open up that trunk and tuck up your roof I’m walking proof the studies show ain’t always the truth I stayed away from labels all tryna water me down Stood on my own two and look what they offer me now A seven digit nigga no longer talking in thous My steps lead my niggas out, just follow me now Look, I had a baby boy, that’s my pride and joy And losing him would leave me empty, feelings null and void I loved him before I saw him, that’s just raw and honest Khalil’ll never want for nothing, that’s his daddy’s promise [Hook] The day comes when you got to make a stand To turn from a boy to a man The timing is never your plan But it turns you from a boy to a man [Verse 2] I had a crazy ass pops and and angel for a mother Real niggas trendy now, I been like this since I was a youngin Pencils I was dubbing, ghetto fences I was jumping Been a man since 17, you couldn’t tell a nigga nothing I love that east side, that’s where the smokers reside Church rang off the hook soon as I opened the trap Dope money sidetracked, no time to focus on rap Opportunities below but I don’t focus on that To you opportunist niggas, don’t call me your homie This shit for business, never pleasure, just pay what you owe me I seen Scarface once, now I move like I’m Tony With nothing given, nigga got this shit here on my lonely See I got dollars to make, a nigga tryna be paid Almost got locked before I balled, you know them Iverson ways I’m way out of your range, probably never gon’ change They say I got an old soul, I’m just acting my ways my nigga [Hook] The day comes when you got to make a stand To turn from a boy to a man The timing is never your plan But it turns you from a boy to a man [Verse 3] I might just make a million off a mixtape Then double park my whip in front your bitch place Go and tell these broke niggas get they shit straight And look me in my eyes, this that you can get chipped face Hate is what you niggas wanted to see Ain’t I everything you liquor niggas wanted to be You think you balling, look here partner that’s nothing to me I could teach a class on it, give a stunner degree Since I was a juvenile, the block been 400 degrees Iron on me loaded, give a bitch nigga a crease And right now crooked hot, that’s just saying the least Cook chickens like they battered down and cooked in the grease Sheesh, I’m sick of telling y’all niggas I’ll fuck around and put a shell in y’all niggas Fruit basket, I might just knock the melon off niggas Fuck a judge, I fuck around become a felon off niggas Homies locked in them cages, can’t get em out of that box Money on my nigga’s store door, connecting them dots Good dick for them bitches, middle fingers for cops Guns I’m toting live and loaded, ain’t no studio props Granddaddy got a job that he done worked his whole life Mama retired, still working, that’s that shit that ain’t right I’m tryna make a way out, the hood held me back And hood niggas never make it, you can’t tell me that Cause I know better nigga, and this four on me’ll wet a nigga My dogs killers, truth is I’m no better nigga I used to have to ride on that Jerome Bettis nigga Now it’s camera plates, tinted windows with that leather nigga Do what I want and never what this world let a nigga I come from nothing, what the fuck did y’all tell a nigga Do what I want and never what this world let a nigga I come from nothing [Outro – DJ Drama] Khalil for you, Skeme Dedicated to generation now Ingleworld 2, we’ve decided to take things to a greater height This what y’all asked for [Outro – BJ The Chicago Kid] Boys to men Boys to men Boys to men