Flashbacks to my past
Cant escape cuz the shame got me in its grasp
Memba day getting teased cuz I didn't have
Fresh kicks and a tee, and I couldn't match
Heised up all the time all the kids would laugh
Used to wanna be a cool kid so bad
Stole from my nigga Sean and I know that
He would give me anything if I just asked
Back when all your clothes had to be bagyy
They was rocking girbaud with the pants saggin
Huge Ed Hardy shirts with the big dragon
Now a brother to unique for a Bandwagon
Thank God
Thats when my n***a Bass used to be Bones
He saw straight through me that I wasn't just cloned
Used to have the lyric book filled up with songs
Now he on tour, taking shots at his show
Whoah
Motivation
I got a lot to do
Wrestling all of these weaknesses see myself
Conquering every obstacle
Praying when ever its possible
Keeping the faith isn't optional
Not til' its there in my optical
Daring to dream the impossible
Come from the island but aint nothing tropical
Never seen someone make it out
Cost of living getting higher now
That's why I had to take a different route
All my n****s on the same tip
Pray I never see them lane switch
All my brothers took the red pill
Hope we make it out the matrix
Aliveeeeeeee
(Alive, Alive, Alive)
Man I be going a Hunnid a day
Niggas be hatin they know what it is
I just be rubbing and counting and stacking them hundreds
I got a gold lock on my bands
I don't count all of the work putting in
I just know that it'll work in the end
Had to go tighten my circle
My circle so tight I Don't know if it'll open again
Count it up
Brinks truck
Glitch code
Lift up
Nowadays man I'm fresher than a ziploc
Everything fueled up like a pit stop
They was praying that I failed but I did not
Young king with the wood on the wrist watch
Fresh fade on the side with the dread locks
Every where I go I'm looking like the headline
Oooh
Im just moving with the force like a Jedi
All your flows got me tired like a red eye
If you praying for a flop boy you better not
Oooh
Dropped out but I still got my head high
Break away from the system I'm fed up
You could stay if you want nigga selah
And sometimes I doubt but I know we gone make it
At times it get so hard that I cannot take
It wasn't a movie we live in the matrix
My only priority is to go break it
Religion apart of it I'm separating
White Jesus aint save me Yeshua my savior
My mental is sharp and my skin melanated
Distractions be buzzing we must stay awakened
Ahhhh
This system oppressing we work in
Mental Shackles they have us all burdened
I just pray we make it out alive
(Alive, Alive, Alive)
Man I be going a Hunnid a day
Niggas be hatin they know what it is
I just be rubbing and counting and stacking them hundreds
I got a gold lock on my bands
I don't count all of the work putting in
I just know that it'll work in the end
Had to go tighten my circle,
My circle so tight I Don't know if it'll open again