A King's Nightmare (Explicit)

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 s**t 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 ****we into it

I'm going through oppression too

Feel death in the air

It's like a nightmare this s**t is scary

Riding for gang now your casket is gettin' carried

Mama break down you gettin' put in that cemetery

S**t ******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

S**t been ******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 s**t 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 s**t 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