Same Old Story

Look
Alone in the dark is where I figured out my best moves
Running through the trenches like we had somewhere to get to
Lost a couple brothers shits been fucking with my mental
Im waking up in cold sweats like I caught a chest flu
It's five in the morning they found another younging dead in the streets
I got to thinking bout how heaven could be
I wanted better for me
Chains on my brothers cost eleven a piece
And I ain't saying they indebted to me, we built this shit off loyalty
I'm just hoping you could ride to this
Spark a blunt, lower the window get high to this
We not defined by our shining wrist or designer fits
Stand for the struggle I'm co-signed by them
Cause we was forced to find comfort in a hell hole
Went from walk-i talkies to talking over jail phones
Same old story, another younging getting caught in the system
He needed help but there ain't no one to listen, it's the same old story
Another younging laying dead in the streets
I got to thinking bout how heaven could be
I wanted better for me
Chains on my brothers cost eleven a piece
And I ain't saying they indebted to me, we built this shit off loyalty
You see, when you come from nothing it's hard to stand for something
You know what I'm saying
But when you stand for nothing it's like you fall for anything
Just know there's somebody just like you
On the other side of things tryna figure it out
Honestly the choice is yours
Look, aye
Momma told me to stay outta trouble gotta keep my nose clean
Grew up in cold world, city full of dope feens
Reflection in the mirror, I don't even really know me
Some niggas say I'm acting different, fuck is you gone show me
Been running with some older cats and they be on some wild shit
Fronted me a little work I'm boutta have the town lit
We grew up off government cheese and public housing
So how the fuck did they expect us to get from around it
I started trapping heavy built my reputation gradually
Streets done made a man of me, some niggas tryna vanish me
I started turning into something that I never planned to be
Just by tryna add a couple fruits to my family tree
I guess it's how it had to be, we living by the street rules
We tired of top ramen, day dreaming over sea food
Deadliest mixture broke and angry shit is lethal
Stuck up in a cycle, life ain't nothing but a sequel
It's the same old story