Back to the Streets
Getcha paper up get it back to the black
Load it up lock it down then get back to the streets
Getcha paper up get it back to the black
Clear your mind flow the lines then get back to the beat
Everybody in a tissy at the sign of the times
Didn't see the shit comin now they want to rewind
To a time back when you could open your eyes and
Just go about your day assuming shit'll be fine
Now you gotta have your duckets tucked away in a row
Keep a pantry fulla food for when the economy low
Keep a tool but keep your cool scope everywhere that you go
Cuz when the shit be hitting the fan you gone be ready to blow
Say a prayer before you leave another one on the go
Hug your fam and kiss your boo before you walk out the door
It ain't enough shit on your mind the job the hustle and grind
To 9 to 5 it for the fam to hold it down wit head high
You gotta mask it for a bug that claimed 5 milli in lives
You gotta watch out for the blue that's claiming brown and black lives
Standing strong despite the wrong when mainstream media lies
To clear the names of killer cops that be the klan in disguise
Tearing families apart cuz that black skin you despise
It's gone take white genocide before you open your eyes
Black man and woman keep it pushing you work hard to provide
A safe place for your kids can grow and learn and flourish and thrive
Learn as much as you can know before you go to the grave
Teach your kids about them papers make that money behave
Build LLCs and legacies don't put the bills in they name
Send them out to get that clout they'll bring you fortune and fame
Train a child up in the way and when he go won't depart
Strong foundation build up nations plant that seed in his heart
Fill Stocks and Bond Portfolios instead a Amazon carts
Gold and silver real estate them rental props and them cars
Take a minute oucha life to learn bout what you don't know
Then when the shit go all to hell your plan B is a go
The world around you closing in, livin life is a drag
Brush it off pop your collar walk your walk wit a swag
Getcha paper up get it back to the black
Load it up lock it down then get back to the streets
Getcha paper up get it back to the black
Clear your mind flow the lines then get back to the beat
Now I'on know what muthafuckas really be on
Trying to leech you for your shit, your car ,your home
Mad Iain making time for the gossip and whining
Low key hating on my set-up cause I'm wining and dining
Imma put you up on game cause I care and I love you
But I'ain gone waste my time with all the bickering and bugging
Imma show you how I move but I won't be a weight on you
End the end I keep it pushin ain't gone be no waiting on you
Imma tell you bout my secret to the life that you covet
When I'm doing what I do I make sure that I love it
It gets hard with ups and down but when shit happens I'm with it
Pay the costs to be the boss so when I work it I win it
I pay me first and when I wanna hours, days and vacation
Expand my mind to free me time rap shits my newest vocation
Get the tools so you can rule your future's bright let it glow
Plan your work and work your plan, it's down to ready set go!
Getcha paper up get it back to the black
Clear your mind flow the lines then get back to the beat
Getcha paper up get it back to the black
Load it up lock it down then get back to the streets