Jet Set Radio

Tryna come up with the team
 The American dream
 This is album number two my momma call me a king
 I been reaching for the stars to get all that I need
 In and out of foreign cars but it ain't all that it seems
 I was waiting on a record deal
 They tell me I'm not good enough
 This making of a legend feel
 They tell me I'm not hood enough
 Nigga I was raised on a block that ain't good enough
 Nigga I was raised out the trenches
 Diamond in the rough
 Too many niggas gang banging now that I knew growing up
 Too many niggas rap without a plan so you get overlooked
 Slow it down
 Finally found love I guess I'm growing now
 In loving hands
 I become better than I once was
 Shackled in the armor of God
 But I rather be a villain like I'm general zod
 So I'm down on my knees
 Head to the sky
 But only when I'm needing your love
 So you don't reply
 Cold cold days but it's looking up
 If my time shall come hope I'm good enough
 When it's my time to shine hope I'm bright enough
 I been down on my faith when I needed love
 Got supreme to heal the pain I guess it didn't work
 But I feel better when I wear it cause I'm still a nigga
 I got roses at my feet now
 People wanna leach now
 Always got a hand out
 Guess that how it be now
 Drowning in my sins on the daily
 Still a righteous man
 Fighting with myself to sell out
 So I can be the man
 But they gon want this verse from me
 Cause everything fit perfectly
 Praying on my pain
 For a album
 That's a curse for me
 But I just the want the accolades to write my name in cursive G
 Reaching for desires in the end might end up worse for me
 I just need it urgently
 I take the things that work for me
 And make it something better
 I been grinding with a purpose see
 Back against the wall
 But I won't falter when that gun on me
 In my aunty house
 I smell like reefer with this blunt on me
 I don't need no company
 From niggas who ain't done for me
 These niggas wanna take my shine
 But me I'm shining comfortably
 Cold cold days but it's looking up
 If my time shall come hope I'm good enough
 When it's my time to shine hope I'm bright enough
 I been down on my faith when I needed love
 I been looking in the mirror tryna improve my nigga
 I been reading up on life got us fooled my nigga
 I'm a chosen man
 Heavy as these golden hands
 Heavy as the weight on my shoulders
 Feel like boulders and
 Heavy as the heart in my chest
 Hope it beat it again
 I could never be the man
 Cause baby I'm to real for that
 And if I never see again
 Baby you are beautiful
 Black is power
 I been climbing up the tower of God
 Babylon
 Tear it down
 Now we look to the sky
 Temptation be the sin of man
 Got us growing up with nothing but this gun in hand
 Jeezy told us trap or die but told his son go to college
 Ain't that wicked shit
 Momma only want a house with picket fence
 I'm working every night so I can build the bricks
 Your dream home it will exist
 Remember days when I ain't have a lick to give
 Accepted you with open arms cause Jesus turned the other cheek
 But here I am
 On the loneliest of nights
 Keyze how you get that chain
 Boy I had to pay the price
 Making money off the plight
 Of myself and my people
 I'm ashamed of that
 So they gon get more pain for that
 Writing till my screen crack
 Only thing I need racks
 They gon see the picture before I'm gone and I mean that
 These raps
 Something from the soul can you feel that
 I been praying to the other side
 Black man feeling mortified
 Gun in hand like I'm born to die
 Hundred bands make 'em swallow pride
 I been praying to the other side
 Black man feeling mortified
 Gun in hand like I'm born to die
 Hundred bands make 'em swallow pride
 Jet Set Radio