And I’d be lying if I said I wish it had turned out different
But not every instance in life can be predicted
Prepared for Shit my homies got convicted
Freedoms restricted I sat up in the house feeling lucky I missed it
Used to run with misfits
Used to pull A-Kick-Do’s nothing proud about it
Robin Hoods punching tongues for zips of that chronic
Bumpy face and tonic loot
a seven dollar holler troop
Marching through the east side and smoking swishers as group
Busing down out of town chickens in the homies coop
Playing 2K5 on the PS2 with thee best crew
Now a days feel the distance …nah we just grew
Not necessarily apart
The Truth is apparent in the frequency we talk
And I’m still a parent just trying to play my part
My son is turning ten I’ve lived a decade with two hearts
They’re living for themselves
So somehow I understand
Your lack of empathy for your brother fellow man
My mom bust her ass so these niggas think I’m rich
Been living middle class use the house as hint
They must think I’m spoiled cuz I didn’t pay rent
My bedroom my efficiency so here’s my two cents
Prone to epiphanies I’ve done due diligence
To hone my abilities it only made sense
To get up off the fence draw a line in the sand
Claiming you my man then show me where you stand
Since I stood by you all when shit hit the fan
Yet in my times of need I’m all alone God Damn
It wasn’t in gods plan don’t dwell on the past
Hit the future fully focused
And concoct songs to last
With or without a cast still the show must go on
If life’s a matinee then my director thrones strong
Still holding on to the conquests of our youth
And mistakes that we’ve made still linger life’s the proof
Nothings absolute when friendships are fickle
Decode each other’s riddles to be strong individuals
Holding candle light vigils over blunts for my brothers
Never foresaw the day we’d be at odds with each other
Holding candle light vigils over blunts for my brothers
Never foresaw the day we’d be at odds